It
was half submerged in dirt when he saw
it. The golden corner poking up at him
as if it were some kind of treasure
waiting to be discovered. Kurien reached
down and picked up the diary. He gently
brushed off the dust and finding a fairly
flat tree stump he did what he had always
promised Suraea he would never do. Circumstance
had driven him to this of course, but
reading Suraea's personal writings may
be the only way he would ever find out
what had become of him.
15th
January
Kurien
and myself have reached the end of our
journey at last! Yesterday we reached
the temple of my Grandfather and obtained
the treasure within which was my birthright.
We have travelled for almost a year
to obtain it and now at last it is ours.
The item I received was a leather bound
tome supposedly containing all of my
Grandfathers knowledge. I am skeptical
as to it's use but Kurien believes that
it may hold something more than just
mere words. We still have a very long
journey ahead of us but I tremble with
excitement at the thought of returning
to my beloved Rachel and my son David.
10th
February
This
morning whilst we were sitting around
our campsite I noticed Kurien staring
intently at his hands. He called me over
and then I saw it. A surreal green fire
danced on Kuriens fingertips. I had no
idea Kurien had the potential to perform
magic.
15th
February
While
we passed through a market today, a thief
stole a bag of money from one of the stall
owners. Kurien gave chase but could not
catch up. He moved his arm back as if
to throw something and as he threw forward
a ball of green fire errupted from the
palm of his hand and flew towards the
escaping robber hitting him in the back
of the head. The thief collapsed in a
heap and the owner of the stall insisted
that we dined with him and his family.
Kurien later tried to hurl the magic fire
again but could not.
20th
April
Kurien
is able to throw the balls of fire at
will now! His magical powers are increasing
at an exponential rate even for a gifted
magician!
27th
July
The
canyon which we had hoped to travel through
to reach our home town Phire, has been
rendered unbreachable by a huge rockslide.
We have decided to travel through the
nearby forest of Sanchel as it will be
the next most direct route.
3rd
August
While
we were out hunting today a group of thieves
raided our camp and took all of our supplies.
Luckily Kurien and I kept the tome with
us, however we will have to stay where
we are in Sanchel until we have gathered
enough food to continue our journey as
wildlife here is plentiful. I elected
to hunt for the food and Kurien will stay
behind and guard the camp as we cannot
risk another raid. I will rest now as
it is late but tommorow I shall set out.
4th
August
Strangely
I could not find any animals or food all
day. It was as if they all vanished. In
desperation I approached a small hut which
I noticed around an hour ago, an old man
was living there who informed me that
while he could not spare any food there
is a mansion nearby who's master may be
kind enough to aid us in our plight. I
shall seek out this place tommorow morning.
That
was the last entry. Kurien rubbed his
eyes and looked up from where he was sitting.
The 4th of August, How long ago was that?
Days? Perhaps weeks? Immediately Kurien
decided that the best place to begin searching
for Suraea was at this mansion he spoke
of in his diary. It took no more than
half an hour for Kurien to find it. It's
grey towering walls loomed down upon him.
Kurien stepped up onto the porch and rapped
loudly on the door... No answer. Plucking
up what courage he had, Kurien swung open
the enormous oak door and stepped into
the forboding dark hallway.....
