The sun was beating down on me…shining hard as I placed the obsidian rock in the middle of the torso of Tiger. I knew that I should not get close to him but I could not help but go near him and then place a kiss atop his fore-head. This was the same creature that had tried to kill me yesterday on the commands of his master but yet I felt nothing but pure love for him. A tired and sick and tortured child had made it so far by the sheer will power and force and now it was time that he got back his life.
“You are not a witch, you are not an elf, you are not a magician. You are a druid,” said Illyria as I closed my eyes and let her words wash over me.
“Your powers are not from your blood but they come from a place which is far more primal and is older than humans…the soul is created even be
