Soul Fire by Aprille Legacy Read Free Book Online

found a hairbrush and was beginning to pull it through my
matted hair.
“It was alright,” I answered, tearing a bread roll in half
and offering it to her, but she refused. “My magic is green,
I found out.”
The hairbrush stilled for just a second, before she
resumed.
“Green like what?” she asked, and I noticed an edge to
her voice that hadn’t been there before.
“Like this,” I snapped my fingers, visualising the match
in my mind again. A small green flame erupted from my
finger tip like a lighter.
The hairbrush had stopped completely.
“You picked that up fast, miss,” she said quietly.
I put the flame out and resumed eating.
“I guess I finally found something I’m good at,” I
replied, and didn’t think any more of it.
~
    The next day I was woken by the bell again. I clapped
as soon as I opened my eyes, wincing with pain; my
muscles were aching worse than yesterday. The bell
dinged once anyway, and I climbed out of bed, groaning at
the movement. The bell, seeing me up and about, fluttered
towards the door just as Larni opened it with my uniform
for the day. I dressed and ate quickly after she told me that
my first class would be history – I’d always wanted my old
school to introduce history to the curriculum.
    Still munching on the pasty that was my breakfast, I
was one of the first to the classroom that my timetable
specified. I brightened when I noticed Dena.
“Morning,” she said cheerfully. “How are you feeling?”
    “Sore,” I admitted. “Have you ever studied history
before?”
“Just normal history,” she replied. “Human history,” she
explained to my questioning look.
“Oh,” I hadn’t even thought about it, but of course the
magical realm would have a different history to the world
that I was familiar with. “This ought to be even more
interesting than I thought then!”
Jett let us into the classroom, and we all sat down, some
more eager than others.
“Welcome to History,” he began. “This class is also one
that I take, so you’re stuck with me, sorry. Right,” he
picked up a bit of chalk and set it on the blackboard,
where it stayed as though magnetised. “Let’s start from the
very beginning, shall we?
“At the beginning of Time, there were nine Ancients;
nine beings that were once human, but were no longer.
They were transported to this realm, and together, started
building it. They planted the forests, raised the mountains,
filled the seas and built the cities on every continent. They
had their world, now they just needed a population.
“So they shared their gift with the mortal realm, and
the first generation of mages came into existence. But the
amount of power it had taken to gift the magic to the
humans weakened them all, and they became sick.
“The last Ancient, Beltanna, lived long enough to see
their world begin to divide; dark and light, good and evil.
And so she turned to the Academy, where students were
learning their craft, and cast a curse over the students and
those to come.
“Beltanna was so lonely in her final years that she
decided to create a bond between students; a bond so
unbreakable that they’d never be alone again. She divided
the soul of every mage, so that each half would be able to
find each other, and every mage would always have a
partner.”
“Which brings us to our next order of business,”
everyone jumped as Iain spoke; no one had heard him
enter the classroom. “The soul mate ceremony will be held
tonight. Obviously it is compulsory for everybody to
attend.”
He left before anyone could ask anything. My heart was
beating unnaturally fast – I thought I’d done quite well on
my own. I didn’t need someone by my side for all eternity.
“Next week we’ll go over some of the finer details of
history,” Jett was saying, trying to bring everyone’s
attention back to him. “But I’m letting you go early so that
you can be ready for the ceremony tonight. Eat and dress;
someone