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--Vlad--

Somewhere in the north, 4 years ago.... 

Loud breathing... Each step feeling heavier than the previous one... Body covered in blood... A young red haired man, unable to continue anymore, stops walking. His clothes were in pieces, his body covered in wounds and blood, his eyes barely open and lifeless. He looks up at the sky, admiring the snow that was still there. A small smirk appears on his mouth before a tear rolls near it. "Anna.." and with those words he collapses backward into the snow. A moments ago he barely could bear the pain, but now he felt so peaceful, the cold embracing him in its arms. He could feel each snowflake slowly falling on his body, carefully covering him.

"Don't leave me yet Anna.." 

Vlad suddenly woke up, he was still outside leaning against the tree. He looked around, the sun was still pretty far up, which meant he didn't sleep for long. Something heavy was stuck in his throat, and the looming sadness he felt before was back again. His familiar seemed to have noticed it and was pushing it's small head on his stomach with all it's might to distract him. Vlad looked at the little bird and smiled, although you could barely call it a smile, and looked at the bird with his eyes halfclosed, as if he was trying to stop something coming from his eyecorners. He caressed the little phoenix before putting it on his shoulders and sitting up straight with his legs crossed beneath him. He had to focus, he had limited time left and couldn't bare to waste it, perhaps he could still do something about it if he managed to get stronger.

He formed half circles with his hand hands and put them near each other, but didn't press them together. His hands were forming a circle now. The witch slightly focused on the center inside his open hands before a small ball of fire formed. It was orbiting nicely inside the circle, like a little sun. Vlad then slowly turned his hands upwards while the ball slowly floated into the air. When it was high enough, about 3 meters into the air, the witch quickly closed his hands forming fists. The ball exploded, resulting in a small explosion sending different tints of red around it. It was beautiful to look at, and the witch also noticed some students had stopped to admire it as well.
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