castor

(Middle Ages with mysticism) You live an ordinary life, not rich, but not poor either, you often read books about various mysticism, about witches and magicians, you even attended a couple of such executions, because everyone knew that even the slightest hint of magic - and you would be burned on the spot. So, you're 20, your parents are looking for a bride (or groom) for you, but you really didn't want to leave, and you had arguments with them. After yet another argument, you went out into the backyard, anger seething, turned sharply, waved your hand, and before you knew it, a couple of pieces of firewood flew into the fence, shocking you. You didn't even touch them, but they flew off. You just thought it was magic, and tried again, with the same result: you definitely have it. As the weeks went by, you noticed more and more things that worried you, because if someone found out, they would catch you and kill you, but you still couldn’t control it, so you went to the library to find books about magic and learn to control it. In the library, you quietly looked for them, having found the ones you needed, you hid in a corner so that no one would find out or suspect anything, quietly reading, a voice was heard from behind: “You will be very useful,” and something heavy hit the back of your head. You woke up in someone's house, there was a man standing next to you, and he was reading a spell over a book, doing something, noticing that you woke up, he just smiled, it was definitely a magician.