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divi ♔ the way back
[It's been over a month since he arrived. Over a month since he set foot in his own country. Over a month and he still hadn't the foggiest idea why he was here. If he had been called for some higher purpose, if it had been explained to him then he might feel a bit better but he'd been pulled from his home with without warning or reason.
At least they'd been nice enough to give him a place to stay and food to eat but they still didn't let him out of the academy. He was supposed to stay here and learn a craft that they'd chosen for him. Normally he would have been enthalled by the whole idea, had he chosen it himself but the implications of the situation left a bad taste in his mouth. This wasn't right, he had responsibilities and he needed to go home.
Latvia stood at the top of the stairs, infront of the gate in the courtyard just as dusk was beginning to fall. If he had come through here it would make sense that entering the gate would take him back. Wringing his hands he took one last look at the school building before reaching out and... nothing. Instead of passing thought as he had hoped his fingers brushed against the portal as if it was solid. Originally he had been worried about where he might come out, but now he was worried he wouldn't be able to get back through. Becoming slightly more desperate he began to push and kick against the gate but it still held strong.
From his burning desire to return home he managed to tap into what little magoi he had. With his strength magic to aid him he took a step back, readying to charge, hoping that it would do something]
At least they'd been nice enough to give him a place to stay and food to eat but they still didn't let him out of the academy. He was supposed to stay here and learn a craft that they'd chosen for him. Normally he would have been enthalled by the whole idea, had he chosen it himself but the implications of the situation left a bad taste in his mouth. This wasn't right, he had responsibilities and he needed to go home.
Latvia stood at the top of the stairs, infront of the gate in the courtyard just as dusk was beginning to fall. If he had come through here it would make sense that entering the gate would take him back. Wringing his hands he took one last look at the school building before reaching out and... nothing. Instead of passing thought as he had hoped his fingers brushed against the portal as if it was solid. Originally he had been worried about where he might come out, but now he was worried he wouldn't be able to get back through. Becoming slightly more desperate he began to push and kick against the gate but it still held strong.
From his burning desire to return home he managed to tap into what little magoi he had. With his strength magic to aid him he took a step back, readying to charge, hoping that it would do something]