Story inspired from Breannas mind and co written with Carrie and I
She felt the magic lace down her fingertips, weaving together in soft swirls. She wove her hands in and out of the air, softly caressing the element. The colors started to change as her thoughts wondered as if a dark cloud had been summoned. The sparks flitting in front of her face brought her back to the present and she quickly waved the spell away. There was no point on trying to be calm when she was furious. Hundreds, thousands of elves had lost their lives already in the war. How many others had to perish? What if Rowan was one of them? She couldn’t bare the thought. She let her mind settle on his face and her heart softened. The rage melted away and sorrow filled its place. She loved Rowan and he loved her. There was nothing that could come in between them but they were never short of obstacles. He was a dark elf and she a high elf. The two races fought viciously, sworn enemies since the high elves decided they wanted part of the dark elves land. She knew her people were in the wrong but just because she was a high elf didn’t mean she agreed with everything that they did. This futile feud now kept them apart for fear of charges of fraternizing with the enemy. Even worse they would be cast out of their homelands and rejected. Their only ally was the shadows and the shadows always kept their secrets.