Reincarnated
21
Oliver's POV:
"There you go," I smile at the horse and feed him an apple. My life has been getting better ever since the king made me his stable boy. I pet the horse a bit and walk away with the basket of apples and hay for the other horses. I feel a pain in my head and I drop the basket. I hold my head and close my eyes, my hart beating fast. I drop to the ground and open my eyes, I stare up at the ceiling, dark images flashing in front of my eyes. "We know you want to," whispers fill my eyes and I cover my ears. The whispers laugh and the pain subsides. Ever since I used my magic, this has been happening, and lately it has been happening more frequently. I knew the consequence of using my magic, and I took the risk. Now I'm paying for it. But I had to do it for Clara. Clara would be dead if it wasn't for me. The darkness in me is trying to come out, trying to take over me. And the only way it can is if I keep using magic. Which is why this is happening. Its trying to force me into using magic.
I slowly get up and place my palm against the wall to hold my balance. I take a few deep breaths and close my eyes. I have to ignore it, I don't want to become dark. "Oliver!," I hear Clara yell. I stand up straight and watch her as she ran up to me. "Oliver," Clara smiles at me and I smile back. "I would love to go for a ride, would you be my guide?" "I would love to your majesty." "Oliver, please call me Clara." Clara runs up to her horse, Penny, and starts petting her. "Of course, Clara," I whisper.
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"My father is going to know that I went riding, Oliver," Clara says in a panic. "Clara its going to be okay." She stares at me scared, tears in her eyes. "I wasn't allowed to ride though, I ignored his wish." She stares down at her dress, she fell off Penny and her dress got stuck in a bush, which made the fabric tear as I tried to get her out. "I have to see him in a bit, I don't have enough time to change," she whispers and sits down on a stool, crying. I watch her as she cried, her father will be furious if he knew she went riding. After the incident of her almost dying while riding on the horse, he banned her from riding. And I'll be in trouble as well because I allowed her.
I can't let Clara get in trouble, I should have stopped her. Its my fault. I don't care if I get in trouble, but I can't allow that for Clara. I close my eyes and focus on my magic, I feel it surge through me and I open my eyes and focus on the tears in her dress. I stare at the tears and they disappear, making the dress whole again. I kneel down by Clara and hold her hand. "Clara," I say softly. Clara stares down at me, tears running down her face. "Oliver, my father-" Clara looks down at her dress and stares in confusion. Her hands trace over where the tears were, "how," she whispers. "I need to tell you something Clara." She looks back at me confused. I grab a straw of hay and hold it in my finger tips. "Watch closely," she nods and watches the straw of hay. I focus on the straw and it transforms into a rose.
Clara gasps and stares at me in shock. "Oliver, your-your a-" "I'm a warlock." I stand up and back away from her. "Oliver." "I kept this secret from you because its dangerous. Just because I have magic, doesn't mean that its good. Not all magic is good." Clara quickly walks over to me, "your wrong Oliver." She grabs the rose and touches the petals. "If your magic was dangerous, it wouldn't have created something beautiful." "I'm a dark warlock, Clara. Its dangerous for me to use my magic. The more-the more I use it, I-I would want to use it more. Until the darkness inside me consumes me, the madness inside me is trying to take over me," I choke on my words and start to cry. I turn away from Clara and quickly wipe my tears. "Oliver," Clara whispers. "I need to leave you Clara, its dangerous for you to be around me." "Oliver listen to me," Clara grabs my arm and turns me around, she holds my face and stares in my eyes.
"You are not dangerous Oliver, I know you will never hurt me. If you were evil, you wouldn't have created something beautiful." "Its just the beginning Clara, the darkness hasn't consumed me yet." "Oliver listen to me, I am not leaving your side. I will never leave you. I trust you, and I believe in you. I believe that you can fight the darkness inside you." Until Clara had held me, the dark whispers were laughing. But when Clara grabbed me, they disappeared. Clara made them disappear. "I'm never leaving you Oliver, I promise. I'll help you," she whispers and kisses my cheek. I close my eyes and breathe deeply. Clara wraps her arms around me and runs her fingers through my hair. I rest my head on her shoulder and wrap my arms around her waist. Clara is keeping the darkness away. Clara is my light.
"There you go," I smile at the horse and feed him an apple. My life has been getting better ever since the king made me his stable boy. I pet the horse a bit and walk away with the basket of apples and hay for the other horses. I feel a pain in my head and I drop the basket. I hold my head and close my eyes, my hart beating fast. I drop to the ground and open my eyes, I stare up at the ceiling, dark images flashing in front of my eyes. "We know you want to," whispers fill my eyes and I cover my ears. The whispers laugh and the pain subsides. Ever since I used my magic, this has been happening, and lately it has been happening more frequently. I knew the consequence of using my magic, and I took the risk. Now I'm paying for it. But I had to do it for Clara. Clara would be dead if it wasn't for me. The darkness in me is trying to come out, trying to take over me. And the only way it can is if I keep using magic. Which is why this is happening. Its trying to force me into using magic.
I slowly get up and place my palm against the wall to hold my balance. I take a few deep breaths and close my eyes. I have to ignore it, I don't want to become dark. "Oliver!," I hear Clara yell. I stand up straight and watch her as she ran up to me. "Oliver," Clara smiles at me and I smile back. "I would love to go for a ride, would you be my guide?" "I would love to your majesty." "Oliver, please call me Clara." Clara runs up to her horse, Penny, and starts petting her. "Of course, Clara," I whisper.
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"My father is going to know that I went riding, Oliver," Clara says in a panic. "Clara its going to be okay." She stares at me scared, tears in her eyes. "I wasn't allowed to ride though, I ignored his wish." She stares down at her dress, she fell off Penny and her dress got stuck in a bush, which made the fabric tear as I tried to get her out. "I have to see him in a bit, I don't have enough time to change," she whispers and sits down on a stool, crying. I watch her as she cried, her father will be furious if he knew she went riding. After the incident of her almost dying while riding on the horse, he banned her from riding. And I'll be in trouble as well because I allowed her.
I can't let Clara get in trouble, I should have stopped her. Its my fault. I don't care if I get in trouble, but I can't allow that for Clara. I close my eyes and focus on my magic, I feel it surge through me and I open my eyes and focus on the tears in her dress. I stare at the tears and they disappear, making the dress whole again. I kneel down by Clara and hold her hand. "Clara," I say softly. Clara stares down at me, tears running down her face. "Oliver, my father-" Clara looks down at her dress and stares in confusion. Her hands trace over where the tears were, "how," she whispers. "I need to tell you something Clara." She looks back at me confused. I grab a straw of hay and hold it in my finger tips. "Watch closely," she nods and watches the straw of hay. I focus on the straw and it transforms into a rose.
Clara gasps and stares at me in shock. "Oliver, your-your a-" "I'm a warlock." I stand up and back away from her. "Oliver." "I kept this secret from you because its dangerous. Just because I have magic, doesn't mean that its good. Not all magic is good." Clara quickly walks over to me, "your wrong Oliver." She grabs the rose and touches the petals. "If your magic was dangerous, it wouldn't have created something beautiful." "I'm a dark warlock, Clara. Its dangerous for me to use my magic. The more-the more I use it, I-I would want to use it more. Until the darkness inside me consumes me, the madness inside me is trying to take over me," I choke on my words and start to cry. I turn away from Clara and quickly wipe my tears. "Oliver," Clara whispers. "I need to leave you Clara, its dangerous for you to be around me." "Oliver listen to me," Clara grabs my arm and turns me around, she holds my face and stares in my eyes.
"You are not dangerous Oliver, I know you will never hurt me. If you were evil, you wouldn't have created something beautiful." "Its just the beginning Clara, the darkness hasn't consumed me yet." "Oliver listen to me, I am not leaving your side. I will never leave you. I trust you, and I believe in you. I believe that you can fight the darkness inside you." Until Clara had held me, the dark whispers were laughing. But when Clara grabbed me, they disappeared. Clara made them disappear. "I'm never leaving you Oliver, I promise. I'll help you," she whispers and kisses my cheek. I close my eyes and breathe deeply. Clara wraps her arms around me and runs her fingers through my hair. I rest my head on her shoulder and wrap my arms around her waist. Clara is keeping the darkness away. Clara is my light.
12/25/14