At 5 years old you are expected to start school, if you are gifted it’s a little different. You still start at age 5 and do maths and Darishk(language studies)  but for the first two hours you work at magical theory hoping that you will be able to discover your gift.

It is extremely difficult to discover what your gift is and I won’t bore you with the details but in the end I was a storm bringer I could do anything with wind. I could create rain, thunder and lightning at will. All my friends were gifted too. Rayva was a shape shifter could turn into anything she pleased even a Dragon all though she preferred Wolf form. Arryon was a nightmare he could hear peoples thoughts, plant madness inside them and turn into someone’s worst fear and Shila was an Ice angel she had wings which allowed her to fly,she could create anything from ice just by willing it to be and she too, like Arryon, could speak into someone’s mind and hear their thoughts.

So the autumn we gifted turned eight we boarded horse drawn carriages which would take us deep into Blackwater Forest and we left our parents, our non-gifted friends and everything we had ever known and headed for the unknown. Some were afraid to leave their families and other friends behind but I loved the excitement of the unknown and what lay ahead for me. My destiny, my fate, my life.