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Chapter 2

'''Time seemed to slow down. It stretched, warping everything around Sophie and Oralie. Light blinded Sophie. When she opened her eyes a memory was before her.'''

'''“Dear councillors, today I have a special demonstration!” announced a man before the councillors. The man wore a sparkled robe and was standing on a table. His look seemed warm and happy. Beside him were two women. One had red hair and violet blue eyes. Sophie was wondering where she knew this woman. It sounded weird, but when Sophie thought about it was clear: she looked like a tree Sophie had seen. It was the younger version of Cyrah Endal. Cyrah wore lots of jewelry with her hair in a tight bun. The other lady next to the man Sophie recognized in a snap. It was Lady Zillah. Her piercing eyes were looking around at all the councillors. Sophie made note of the 12 councillors: Oralie, Kenric, Bronte, Clarrete, Darek, Emery, Liora, Noland, Ramira, Terik, Zarina, this other woman instead of Velia and Fintan. Fintan looked different, more young. Was he already part of the Neverseen? The man said, “Stellarlune,” he paused, “made out of shadowflux and quintessence.” Murmurs spread around the room. Fintan was writing furiously. He would later give this information to Gisela, Sophie thought.“I have been studying this prime source for a while now.” '''

The woman from the council that Sophie did not know stood up, “So are you suggesting Stellarlune can make a different ability like shadowflux and quintessence make shade and flasher?”

'''The man’s eyes lit up, “Exactly, I am here to test my theory. I will be the one my flasher and shade will test on.” Sophie noticed Fintan stopped writing notes to look up. The man held a large slab of stone above his head and backed away as far as he could. He sat down on a chair they hauled in when they came. Only then Sophie realized what the stone was: Magsidian. The same thing happened to what happened to Keefe. Lady Zillah shot shadoflux out of her hands, aiming at the magisidian. Sparks showered the man. Cyrah shot light and like last time the chair melted up covering the man. The three demonstrators didn’t seem alarmed: they knew this was going to happen. The councillors on the other hand were screaming and comforting each other. Kenric came to Oralie and held her tightly. Both of them said nothing.Everyone just watched as the goop cocooned the man up to his face. Embrace the change, rang through Sophie’s head. All the councillors were shocked. Fintan was back to writing notes. His hand literally zoomed down the page. Both Cyrah and Lady Zillah bowed.'''

'''“It will create a power, no elf has seen before,” said the wispy voice of Lady Zillah. She sounded robotic. “We will inform you inform in a week.” And with that the ladies dragged the cocoon out of the room leaving 12 shocked councillors and a heck of  amess to clean up. After just a few moments chaos erupted around the room. Kenric let go of Oralie.'''

'''“This is absolutely horrifying,” shouted Liora. The chaos continued. Sophei could hear snips of some conversations.'''

“That didn’t seem like Cyrah.”

“Who was that man?”

But the most horrifying sentence was, “Get the washers.” It came from Bronte.