It was a rather boring day. The leaves stood still, it seemed like the earth had just stopped. Well, it kind of had in a horrible sort of way. Everything was stuck in its position, from her point of view anyways. She knew that her powers were becoming stronger, she could no longer handle them properly. No proper training equals a uncontrolled magick. Of course, she was not born with the same Magick as the others, no, she was born with the Magick that no one possessed. Thentica Magick. This was the oldest Magick within the Elder's Scrolls.

Ragen, a fourteen year old girl, with a fiery heart, and a passion for archery, was born to Thentica Magick. Now, she had no idea that she had this kind of magick until the day she could actually freeze time, her parents were mortified of her powers, sending her away to an Institute where she could try and control her powers, but to no avail did it work. She had to much power within her, and would never be able to be trained by an ordinary instructor with little to no understanding of the Thentica Magick. She was on her own, and it would stay that way for a long time.

To no one,
Yes, this is to no one, so why might you be reading it? Well isn't that just a kick in the******right there? You aren't a no one like me. But maybe you are, and as a no one, you can understand the pain that I feel. Or maybe its just me. I'm alone in this world. And need help out. Can you help me out?

No one is ever truly alone even if it might feel that way.

This story has a hidden meaning doesn't it?

Well yes, but really it was for a start of the book I'm writing. I have a wattpad, and I thought that I would post something here in regards to that ^-^ Just to get a wider variety of readers to give me some criticism.

This is so sad :( and this is just a small bit of writing XD

Good job! Would be graet to read more :D