Runaway~ The Journey of Thieves (the beginning)

Note: This isn't a completed idea. the first part is a summary that you'd normally find in the back of a book. The Preface is just a brief one. Chapter one isn't complete either.

Runaway

The journey of thieves

Summary

Was there ever a time you wanted something you knew you could never have? Did you ever wish that for once in your sad life that you could do as you pleased and get what you wanted?

Well for Arion and her band of clever thieves, there was a time...

Join young and mischievous witches Arion, Rosalina, Sapphire, and Sophia as they journey through mystical worlds to escape the punishment and curse of thieves in Runaway : The journey of thieves...

Preface:

The sound of treading black stallions on the rocky paths chased us everywhere we went. We could never escape the haunting sound; it was like a curse that could not be removed. We've traveled so far and so long to runaway, but the sound would continue to prevail. Just as we felt comfortable and secure, the sound would devour the shining moment. How did we get ourselves into this tricky situation? How did we put this unspeakably horrid curse on ourselves? We were running heavily, trying to escape our certain doom; the terrible punishment of thieves.

Chapter 1: Shining Through the Window Panes

Arion

I barely remember what started this whole disaster. I was just a mere child trying to get by in life.

Now I remember. I had nothing. A simple child born with not a single penny to her name, belonging no one. My parents, my family... The whole Mystere clan was turned into cold stone in a battle against the, against the...The treacherous One. We are not supposed to speak of he who commits violence, he who tortures, he who kills. For the simple call of his name will summon the wicked beast.

My infant and early childhood years were not spent alone however. I was housed and cared for tenderly by the kind Ms. Mireille. She housed me, fed me, and raised me as her own. I'll never again take the humble home and delicious peasant meals she offered to me for granted.She was an old widow and I was her only companion. No children she gave life to, so she was determined to pass on everything she'd known and learned throughout her years to me. I first learned basic skills like cooking, cleaning, and gardening, your average household chores. After learning how to do these tasks by hand and mastering these skills, she showed me more efficient ways of doing them. Simple spells could be used to perform these tasks without breaking a sweat. She saw I was interested in magic, and showed me much more than ever before. Her years of living were soon to be over.

In her early years, Ms. Mireille was a headstrong rebellion against the unfair monarchy government. She led the people, and gave them hope. Transformation spells, magic charms, and trances were taught to me at an early age due to my great potential. In very rare cases, witches are born with special abilities like being able to read minds or see the future. My ability was like none she'd ever seen before. I could see any place or thing at any given moment or time. My mind could even travel to other worlds and dimensions if I focused hard enough.

My gift was a tempting skill the monarchy would most likely be after, so she taught me a illegal spells in case I'd ever gotten into serious trouble. Ms.Mireille had been a powerful witch when her husband was alive. Ever since his death she began withering away into nothing. You see their are only few methods that can lead to a witch's death. You either freeze her to solid stone, burn her torn remains, or you can kill her mate. The first two ways are immediate killings, the last one however takes place over time. When a witch entrusts their only heart to a sorcerer, that sorcerer holds her heart and in return gives her, his. If the sorcerer were to die, his maiden's heart would die also. The heart within the witch belonging to the sorcerer would slowly begin to fade do to its original owners death, thus ending the lives of both of them.

I barely remember what started this whole disaster... I was just a mere child trying to get by in life.

Now I remember... I had nothing. I was an abandoned child left to live on the dark and gloomy streets of Castle, the capital city of the Magical World. My parents, my family... They were all turned into cold stone in the battle against the, against the....The treacherous One. We are not supposed to speak of he who commits violence, he who tortures, he who kills. For the simple call of his name will summon the wicked beast. All my family members were petrified before I could even walk; their images are only faint blurs in my mind.