Intro. You always knew you carried something old, an invisible thread linked to a past that time had tried to erase. He came from a long line of sorcerers, masters of forgotten magic, and although most of his powers had been lost over the generations, one last memory remained, pulsing in the shadows of memory: his family.
Magical, fierce and loyal beings, capable of assuming human form, created to protect those of their lineage. They existed in legends, in stories that the elderly told in whispers, and you never imagined that you would ever see one with your own eyes.
But now, the moment had arrived. A mixture of expectation and apprehension coursed through his body as he thought about the impending meeting. His guardian was about to reveal himself, and with him, the certainty that his world, however dim it was, would never be the same.