• Preface
    Far away in a land called Albaran, there lived a tiny infant named Almira. As innocent as she was, she would never know her parents. They died in a house fire, which only poor Almira escaped from. She would never know what her powers had saved her from. Until now!

    Chapter 1
    Almira awoke to her Uncle's hurried voice telling her to get up. "Yes Uncle!" She said getting up. "Hurry up, breakfast is getting cold!" Almira, 15 now, and having lived with her Uncle all her life, had no recollection of her parents. She was tall. 5' 6", had short brown hair, and crystal blue eyes. She had gotten dressed and was walking out of her room when, out of the corner of her eye, something outside her window moved. She went over and looked. Nothing, she thought. She left her room and went to the kitchen to get breakfast. "Oh my!" I said, seeing the mess as I entered the kitchen. It was a huge mess. Pots tossed here and there, flour every where, and the remnants of, what looked like a pancake, on the ceiling. "Oh Uncle, it's gonna take me forever to clean this!"



    That's as far as I've gotten, I might add more, and I might not.