As the next morning arrived, Elle and Erik crept downstairs in search for food. Luckily the monster was asleep next to their... mother? They weren't quite sure if they could call her that but they just went with it. She was better than the monster was anyways.

Both 7-year olds grabbed a piece of bread, toasted it, then slathered a bunch of blueberry jam on it. They started to eat it as they walked. Elle carefully pried open the front door, in order not to wake the monster. In Erik's left hand was the magic book that they had looked through the previous night.

The pair had decided to go back to the spot they always went to, the flower field, to practice and attempt to grasp some semblance of magic.

They both knew it wasn't going to be easy though. After all, not many people had magic within them so they were taking a complete gamble with this. Also, the siblings didn't have the courage to go ask other villagers to help them. They certainly didn't want the monster to find out about it.

So, Elle and Erik were left learning from an old, tattered book that looked like it could fall apart at any second. Word we're faded, sentences left incomplete, and these just seemed like basics. In order to enhance their magic, they'd have to try things out on their own.

It was all for one singular purpose, to escape the monster. To live without fear haunting them constantly.

Was it too much to ask for?

.....maybe.....

But they at least had to try and escape the fear that had been cornering them for so long. They wanted a shot in the dark at true freedom. True freedom already seemed out of reach.

"Med..med... it.... ate?" Erik sounded out hesitantly. "What's that?"

Elle peered at the book as she read past the foreign word. "No clue- but it says we gotta sit and close ours eyes. Searching for a... core?"

Doesn't that have to do with an apple or something? Elle thought confused.

Erik snapped his fingers in realization. "Maybe it's like an apple- like the center." His gaze scanned over the page that they were on. "So... a center of magic maybe?" His voice squeaked at the end. Elle snickered at that before nodding her head in agreement.

"I think that could be it!" She praised her brother. "So we just gotta do this 'meditate' thing then find our magic! Easy peasy."

Erik snorted at Elle as he rolled his eyes. Pointing out a piece of text he said, "The book says it can take up to a year to be able to actually use magic."

"Eh?!?" Elle exclaimed. "BUT I DONT WANNA WAIT A YEAR." She wailed comically. Fake tears were squeezed out of the corner of her eyes.

Erik huffed out a small laugh. "We might not have to." He said encouragingly, nudging Elle slightly. "So let's try this meditating thing yeah?"

Elle frowned before agreeing, "Fine fine. Let's do this!" She pumped her small fist into the air. She flopped down onto the ground and giggled at the small flowers brushing against her skin.

She closed her eyes, feeling the sun's warm rays shine down upon her. Faintly, she heard Erik laying down as well.

So this core she had to find, what exactly was is? Was it an actual core? Was she an apple? Or was it perhaps something she had to help shape within herself?

Her core.... her rock? Well that was easy, her rock was Erik. She wanted to learn magic to be able to protect him from the monster. So she could give him a better life.

So did she have to focus on Erik to produce magic? Focus on something that meant the world to her? Would that give her magic?

So that's what Elle focused on, the feeling of being with Erik. It was the most important thing in the world to her so maybe- just maybe that could be her core. The rock that would keep her grounded. The boy who was always there for her and would always be.

"Elle." A distance calling seemed to be miles away. Deeper and deeper she ventured into herself, her soul. "Elle." A clear voice stated.

Elle's eyes snapped open but it wasn't where she thought she was. Flowers taller than her were everywhere. The types varied, but were mostly purple, white, and black. She could pick out violets, lilies, among other types. And her brother was nowhere in sight. What was startling was that in front of her stood a tall woman.

She was slim and held an air of calmness. The mysterious women was dressed in a gown of white, with purple flowers adorning it. It tightly fit her, showing off her body in all its glory. Her platinum blonde hair was to her waist, long and wavy. A single white butterfly flew around her head.

"Welcome Elle Wisteria." Her voice easily carried to the purple haired girl who stared wide eyed at her. Her form began to shrink until she was Elle's size. The size of a small child. "I am..." her voice trailed off in thought. "Well, I suppose I don't have a name now do I." Her focus shifted back to Elle. "I'm your... magic I guess."

"U-uh excuse me lady, but you don't look like magic." Elle responded hesitantly.

The woman merely laughed. The sound was like little bells ringing with glee. "I'm just a physical manifestation of your magic. The form that most pleases you."

"Manifestation?" Elle questioned, tilting her head at the new word.

The woman hummed, "I guess it means appearance. At any rate, I am your magic. You have your natural affinity, which is the form I tend to take. However you are able to expand- uhm me and learn new types of magic."

"Woah." Elle gasped her eyes sparkling with mirth and happiness. "That's so cool!" She squealed. "So what type of magic are you? How can I use it? How can I learn other types?"

The woman chuckled waving off the girl's questions. "Calm down Spitfire." She said calmly. "And I thought my magic is obvious, Flower Magic." She spread her hands out that the flowers started writhing, responding to her.

"Woahhhhh." Elle breathes in awe. "That's so cool!!" She leaped around playing in the flowers.

"Elle." A voice called out. "Elle." They said more urgently. "Wake up."

Suddenly Elle's body started glowing and she cried out in alarm. "What's happening?!"

"Calm down Elle, someone is just bringing you back to the real world." She commented. "I'll see you later."

Before Elle fully disappeared she called out, "Thanks for everything.... Violet!"

She disappeared from the realm within her body and the woman smiled. "Violet... fitting I suppose. Thank you Elle, I can't wait to see where you go."

~

"Elle!" Erik said with relief as Elle sat up. The flowers around her leaning into her warmth. "Thank goodness, you wouldn't wake up for a little while."

"I was talking with Violet." She chirped. "My magic person!"

"Nice! I was able to talk with my magic person too! I named them Soren." He respondes his eyes twinkling with excitement.

"Where'd you get the name Soren?!" She exclaimed a bit shocked.

Erik gave a half-hearted shrug. "No clue. It just fit for him. He lets me use Sound Magic!"

"Flower Magic for me!" Elle shared out her magic type and Erik nodded.

"Definitely fits you."

"Oh shut it."

"OUCH YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO HIT ME!"