Angel’s Daughter stood at a well. She never thought that wishing worked but she thought that maybe this childhood memory could some how strengthen her, heal her? But as she stood there starting at it, she still felt nothing but pain for her love for he never really left her mind and was always in pain. The time she was happy was when she slept for every night she would hear him and see him fighting to get back to her. She would dream of him swaying the deck of a ship one day and then fighting a Demon Dragon the next day.

  “If only it where true” she said to the well “if only he was really still out there fighting and trying to return to me”

  “Maybe he is,” said a voice “maybe you saved him,” Angel’s Daughter looked and looked but she knew not where the voice was coming from “and maybe not”

  “Who are you? Show yourself” Angel’s Daughter shouted.

  Suddenly out of the well came a beautiful woman with blue eyes solid black hair and a smile that made Angel’s Daughter for a moment want to trust her, but she had learned not to trust a anyone.

  “Who are you?” Angel’s Daughter asked again

  “I am Shalaria the spirit of time and I am here because your heart called for help” The stranger replied.

  This angered Angel’s Daughter “What do you know about my heart” she asked her voice full of anger “are you suggesting that it is weak for it is not and it needs no help”

  “You know not the magic of the heart?” The spirt asked in a bit of a shocked tone.

  Angel’s Daughter replied in a hostile voice “I know of many magics, but I know not of this magic” she pulled her dagger out of it sheath “I also know of many enemies I have that are willing to lie a trick for my death” she said in an accusatory tone.

  “You need not worry for I am only here to give you hope” the spirit said in a reassuring tone.

  “What makes you think I need hope?” Angel’s Daughter asked, “how do you know I’m not fine just as I am?’

  The spirt frowned “I know you need help because that is what you wished for in my well”

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  “I never made a wish I don’t even have a coin” Angel’s Daughter snapped “and I think you’ve forgotten that I don’t trust you”

  The spirt rose up into the air and said “Fille d'Angel, je vois que la vraie nature du bien du souhait n'est plus comprise, alors laissez-moi vous montrer.”

  Angel’s Daughter knew not what it ment but suddenly that was the least of her concerns because she was no longer at the well, she was in the middle of a crowded town but somehow it did not seem real everything looked faded like it was not really there. A little boy started running towards her.

  Angel’s Daughter tried sound friendly so she would not scare her off “Hi there can you tell me were I a-” to Angel’s Daughters shock the girl ran right threw her. Angel’s Daughter was shocked, but she looked around to see what she could see and it was yet again she noticed that everything seemed to be only partially there. It was then she saw the well. Down the street and in the very center of the town was the very same wishing well she had stood by moments ago and it was the only thing that seemed completely solid.

  “Please let me know is it true?” She heard a crying man asked. Angel’s Daughter turned to see who was speaking and she saw a crying man and woman who looked very worn from travel carrying a dead child girl.

  “Yes, it is true,” said the man who had just been spoken to “And unfortunately, I knew your pain for it happened to my son approach the well and…” he paused “I don’t even know how to describe it just approach the well”

  “That man” Angel’s Daughter said in shock “that man died trying to defend my parents from Devil’s Son. Wait no. No, I’m seeing the past” she followed that man and women with the child as they approached the well.

  “Please” the man said “help” he lay the child down by the well and him and the women stayed there for days and nights refusing to eat, and they only drank the water from the well. At around noon one day a male child came down to the well a boy with solid black hair, dark blue eyes, and light gray skin.

  “What are you doing” he asked but they did not answer they where still waiting at the well “Hey I asked for you a question” they still did not answer. The child gained an evil grin “You should have answered.

  He shot two bolts of lightning at each of them one hit each of them and then the same man from earlier went to defend them, but it made no difference the parents were dead, and the man was hit with bolts too he fell the boy then ran.

  Then the hearts of the two parents who died defending their child started glowing and a voice said “the wish of the heart shall be granted” the child the one who was dead then got up and seeing her parents she burst into tears “father mother” she said “why di-“

  “Enough!!” Angels Daughter said “I know this story it-it’s how my parents died”

  The voice from the well then replied “Then you know how powerful the magic of the heart is”

  “No” Angels Daughter “I see no Magic here”

  The voice sighed “hopefully some day you will understand”

  Suddenly Angels Daughter felt weird as if she was waking up from a dream and then she did wake up.

  In a prison carriage!!