The Dragoon's Grief (1) (A Fervis Story)

After repairing the wall I shattered, I walked out into the spacious backyard of the Villa and sat down on the short and soft green grass. The chirping birds from the nearby trees sang harmoniously as I observed the plot. Taking in all the beauty of the scenery, I took in a large breath of air.

The Mythica spirits of wind happily swarmed around me as I sat in the middle of the massive patch of grass. Despite the events that had transpired this morning, I couldn't help but break into a smile. 'No matter what happens, they are always there for me.'

I pointed my index finger in the air, and a gust of wind quickly emanated from it. The gentle but powerful wind gust blasted a nearby tree off of its foundation and it toppled over to the side of me. The smile that had quickly taken over me turned into a frown. 'No matter what I do... all this power does is kill and destroy.'

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