|Only A Witch
Author: dulcetvoice PM
Myra longs for adventure and when a group of men transporting a witch pass through, things begin to change very quickly. This was a project for National Novel Writing Month. Currently in the editing process. Reviews would be more than appreciated.Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Romance - Chapters: 32 - Words: 58,498 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 11-30-12 - Published: 11-10-12 - id: 3073187
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There once existed a place where magick filled the land with wonder and strength. The Elves studied it to learn its secrets and apply them for the better good. The Dwarves hoarded their magick and used it to build great and powerful civilizations with it. All other species used it moderately, but there were those that proved to be untrustworthy.
In the Land of Lore, while Humans were seldom considered the greatest of species, the worst of their kind often possessed a wicked knowledge of the magickal arts. Other races had deemed this particular brand as sorcery and often treated it with wariness and avoidance.
Even those without magick demonstrated dangerous characteristics. Humans were wildly irrational, greedy, and a generally fearful folk. The few that were otherwise were so uncommon that they were deemed worthy of legend amongst their own kind.
This brand of character was a rare make indeed.
However, with all their faults intact, they also possessed a kind of craftiness and versatility that was entirely unique to them. While many other races specialized in certain specific talents, Humans diversified their skills and became wholly independent of other races. Gradually, this resulted in the isolation of the Humans due to mutual aversion of those different from themselves. They would no sooner trade outside of their own kind than they would sever their own hands from their wrists, proudly placing all investments into products made by Human hands rather than foreign, nonhuman ones. This pride led to their infamous ignorance, leading the other races to develop a deeper distaste for Humankind, shunning them just as they had been shunned.
For hundreds of years, daily lives of Humans had been simple, the peasants drudging through laborious work day by day, the nobles reaping the benefits. In fact, the nobles were such a great minority that many Humans considered them a different species of human altogether. It was an ugly and biased system, but it had survived hundreds of years and still held strong and stagnant.