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Emeraude's emerald eyes looked out the window of the train. His knee-length green hair was in it's usual braid with a yellow stripe of bangs hanging loosely to the side. At the current time they were passing by the country side. Emeraude came from a long line of wizards and witches. He was the oldest of three boys and had just turned the age to enter the academy. He wondered what element he would turn out to be. Every witch and wizard had one element that they could use: Fire, Water, Earth, or Air. Emeraude's family was usually fire or air with the rare earth thrown in. He actually hoped for water just to be different and possibly outcasted from his family as his previous plan had failed. Just a little longer and the fifteen year-old wizard would be arriving at Prism Academy. There he would have five years to complete before graduating at 20.
@Elysion;
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