Chapter 1:
Edward had always felt out of place. In a small village surrounded by dense forests and high mountains, he was known as a fragile boy with dreams that seemed too big for his weak body. His peers often teased him, calling him a «coward» and a «loser» because he could not participate in their games of physical strength. Instead of running through fields and fighting imaginary enemies, Edward preferred to spend his time alone, immersed in books about great warriors and magic.
Every morning he woke up with the hope that today would be the day he could prove to everyone that he was capable of more. But usually his dreams were shattered by reality. He watched the other boys throw javelins and shoot arrows while his own attempts failed. Edward felt his heart clench with resentment, but he didn’t give up. Deep down, he knew that his true power was somewhere inside, he just had to find a way to unleash it.
In the evenings, when the sun was setting, Edward often went into the woods to be alone with nature. He loved to listen to the whispering trees and the singing birds, who seemed friendlier to him than his peers. In these moments, he dreamed of how one day he would become a great warrior who could protect the weak and take revenge on those who wronged him.
Chapter 2:
Edward grew more and more confident in his abilities after meeting Darion. His lessons with Darion had opened up new horizons for him, and he could feel his strength growing. Deep down, however, he realized that he needed more than knowledge to become a true mage. He must learn about the world of the dark elves, their culture and traditions.
One day, after a particularly productive class, Darion told Edward that it was time to go to the Dark Elf village. It was a place where magic flourished, and where Edward could gain knowledge that would help him become stronger.
– Are you ready for this journey? – Darion asked, his voice serious. – The Dark Elf Village is not as simple as it seems. You will face many trials there.
Edward nodded, determined. He knew this was his chance.
The next morning they set out on their journey. The forest that had once seemed like home to him now looked different. Every rustle, every sound reminded him that he was on the threshold of something great. Darion led him down winding paths, and soon they were at the edge of the forest where the dark lands began.
As they approached the village, Edward was amazed. The houses were built of ebony, decorated with carvings depicting scenes from the lives of the dark elves. There was an atmosphere of magic and mystery. Edward felt his heart beat faster with excitement.
– Welcome,» Darion said as they entered the village. – Here you can learn more about magic and about yourself.
The dark elves stopped when they saw them and began to whisper. Some of them looked at Edward with curiosity, others with distrust. He realized that his presence here would not be taken lightly.
Darion approached one of the village elders, his face covered with deep wrinkles and his eyes glowing with wisdom. – This is my apprentice, Edward,» he said. – He has come to learn.
The Elder studied Edward carefully, then nodded. – If he wants to learn, let him pass the test. Only those who can overcome challenges can become part of our world.
Edward felt a thrill of excitement wash over him. He knew that this test could be a decisive moment in his life.
– What do I have to do? – He asked, trying to hide the tremor in his voice.
The elder pointed to the dark forest that stretched beyond the village. – You must find and bring me the flower of the night. It only grows in the deepest parts of the forest and is guarded by the spirits. If you can get it, it will prove your strength and determination.
Edward nodded, and, gathering his courage, he set off into the forest. Darion stayed behind, watching him proudly and anxiously.
The forest was full of shadows and rustles. Edward felt his fears begin to return, but he forced himself to keep going. He knew that this challenge was his chance to prove that he was capable of more.
After much searching, he finally found the flower of the night. Its petals glowed in the darkness like stars in the night sky. Edward picked it carefully, feeling his heart fill with joy and pride.
When he returned to the village, the elder accepted the flower with respect. – «You have shown courage and determination,» he said. – Now you can learn from us.
Chapter 3:
Edward stood in the center of the dark elf village, his heart still pounding with excitement after the ordeal. Now that he had proven his resolve, he was ready to immerse himself in a world he had only dreamed of before. The village, surrounded by dense forests and mysterious shadows, was full of life and magic. Every corner of it breathed history, and Edward sensed that there was much more to come.
The Elder, accepting the flower of the night, invited Edward to follow him. They headed towards a large round building made of ebony wood and decorated with carvings depicting scenes from the lives of the dark elves. Inside, the atmosphere was cozy and warm, despite the dark colors that dominated the interior.
