Heroist
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Moriner left the magic lecture in an unusually elated mood: just this morning, he had barely managed to overcome the desire to stay in bed and try to forget about the upcoming month, but now, completely new feelings were occupying his soul and mind. On his way to his floor, he recalled his father's words about choosing his own path. What if all this time, magic was exactly what he needed?
Slamming the heavy door of his room shut, he leaned against it with his back and the back of his head, staring straight ahead for a few minutes. Then, tossing aside the bag filled with textbooks, he headed to the mirror and carefully examined himself from head to toe. He ran his thin fingers through his thick mane of dark hair, lightly slapped his pale cheeks, causing them to flush with a slight blush, took a calm breath, and gathered his thoughts.
Could his father be proud of him now? No, it's still too early. Now, the main thing is not to panic, not to miss classes, and to practice a lot. The next week seems to be relatively calm, which means there will be time to familiarize himself with the basics of magic. And just yesterday, he couldn't care less about magic and everything related to it! And now, he was already imagining how, with a wave of his hand, he would summon fiery rain, conjure huge stone golems, and blow the heads off his enemies like overripe watermelons. Amused by his own thoughts, Moriner even laughed softly.
Slamming the heavy door of his room shut, he leaned against it with his back and the back of his head, staring straight ahead for a few minutes. Then, tossing aside the bag filled with textbooks, he headed to the mirror and carefully examined himself from head to toe. He ran his thin fingers through his thick mane of dark hair, lightly slapped his pale cheeks, causing them to flush with a slight blush, took a calm breath, and gathered his thoughts.
Could his father be proud of him now? No, it's still too early. Now, the main thing is not to panic, not to miss classes, and to practice a lot. The next week seems to be relatively calm, which means there will be time to familiarize himself with the basics of magic. And just yesterday, he couldn't care less about magic and everything related to it! And now, he was already imagining how, with a wave of his hand, he would summon fiery rain, conjure huge stone golems, and blow the heads off his enemies like overripe watermelons. Amused by his own thoughts, Moriner even laughed softly.
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