There we were. Standing on the edge of our old wooden porch. The cold, crisp air whistling. We all knew that this would likely be the last time we saw our house.
After standing on the molded porch for what felt like forever, we stepped into the cold, dark night.
We walked, and walked. We didn't talk much, not after what had happened.
After many miles of walking we came upon a strange silhouette of a girl. We walked closer and standing there was a girl, not much younger than me, with dark hair and a deep blue cloak. "Who-who are you?" She mumbled. ""I'm Velicity, and this is my mother." I replied to the girl. "I'm Illia, you must help me, please, the government's after me." She said in a worried voice. "That's what we're doing, running from the government." I answered. "Well may I join you on this journey of yours?" She asked pleadingly. "Sure, you would be a great help."

After settling down at an oak tree, my mom left to look for any berries we could snack on. So it was just me and Illia. We were silent, for a long time. Then we decided to talk, we talked about magic. Illia didn't seen surprised when we told her about the magic books. She was intrigued by magic. "Velicity." She said quietly. "I want you to teach me magic."