User blog:Wiinters Frostchill/Lost Memories (Wiinters Lore - Part One)

"Hurry up Blazzee! Your taking for ever!" The little girl wined in boredom, the sun shone outside, it was all to inviting to be inside a library. "I wanna go outside Blazzee. Get your nose out of those silly books, you dont use magic, get over it! come on!"

"Wait Winters... I found something," he peered across the shelf at the book, it faintly glowed in green runes across the spine, "Go Winters, I'll catch up," he smiled.

"As if! It's no fun without you," she jumped up onto the table and grabbed his hand and pulled him to the ground, the book with the strange runes fell to the ground, "You don't have a choice Blazzee, Your comming! Look outside! It's beautiful!" Hillsbrad was known for its weather, never a cloud in the sky on a good day, today, was one of those days.

Blazzee picked up the dusty book and shoved it in his vest and allowed Winters to drag him outside. She was right, it was a beautiful day, but he wanted nothing more than to continue his reasearch. The eight-year-olds bounded the the hill, Winters skipped and sang, twirling in circles in delight.

"Isn't it beautiful!" she wispered through the air, her voice like an angel, "Lets try to catch it!" She beemed as she ran after the small blue bird.

Blazzee wandered after her, half enthusiastic. He loved Winters when she was happy, but hated when he saw others with magic when he had none. Jealousy had planted it's seed. The problem with Winters was that she was only ever happy when she was using magic, it was her love, her life. He pulled the book out of his vest and sat it in his lap and he hung underneath a tree, smiling at Winters as she attempted to turn a Bluebird into a Sheep.

(That's part 1... It's only short. O_o Coping #2 across, it goes more in-depth. :3 )