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Part 7: The Ferryman's Toll

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November, typically regarded as the most boring month of the year, or so it would seem. All had been prepared for by now, and Uh-Oa’s prophecy still rang clear in the mind of Golden Symphonus as she went about her daily life, though for the most part she tried to ignore it. How could everything fade to white anyway? That was impossible…but she did live in a magical family, so maybe she shouldn’t be too surprised. After such an amazing trip to space camp, she found herself bored, and hoped something exciting would happen, wishing something new or interesting might begin within the castle walls. That was, until Yen Sid spoke up at the breakfast table one morning whilst she was eating a pastry, giving her a bright smile. “Everyone! We have a special guest coming later today. Can you guess who it is, Golden?” he smiled, Golden putting a hand to her chin in thought. Since Dawn, Xari and Hiro had just visited, and now Dawn was very busy with her Space Camp since she’d got signups from all ov...

Side Story 1: Space Camp

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A few weeks into October, there was a frantic rapping at Yen Sid’s door. He opened it to find a very tousled and dishevelled master on the other side, waving her head from side to side and flapping her hands. “Oh Yen Sid!!” she cried, Yen Sid barely having time to react as she ran into his arms, but putting his arms around her nonetheless. “Yes, Dawn? Whatever troubles you, dear?” he asked gently, Dawn resting her hand on the doorframe. “Okay sooooo, the Inventor Convention is coming up right? And there’s this competition called the BHAG, the Big Hairy Audacious Goal competition!” she gasped, Yen Sid nearly laughing at the name but managing to hold it in. “Yes…and that is stressing you because?” he smirked, Dawn looking at him as if it was obvious. “Master, I don’t have it in me to win! But I want to, more than anything!” she cried, Yen Sid being taken aback. Dawn won every single competition she entered, her genius for engineering and innovation was unmatched, and her technological kn...

Part 6: Ripples on Glass

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 September, the autumn had truly arrived as the green leaves turned to golden brown, scattering across the grounds around the castle. After a year had passed, everything appeared to return to normal. They played board games, went on little trips to the town, where Golden had been spoiled with new dresses and little outfits, including a sparkly galaxy-themed dress she wore in the winter, the dark, starry dress really stood out during the snowfall. Mum was staying over a bit more too, she brought down a few of her books for Golden to read, one were quite old and from her own childhood. She also wanted to stay close to Scout, wanting to catch up on all the days she wasn’t there to see her grow, and the fact Scout’s 16th birthday had just passed. This marked a whole three years since Sonatina had returned to her daughter’s life, and the two of them couldn’t have been happier. Even Aero was joining in on several occasions to have several wonderful memories with Yen Sid and the whole gan...

Part 5: New Horizons

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Days seemed to go at a faster rate than usual, it was summer now, and Yen Sid wanted to find a way to give his apprentices a surprise for working hard, behaving (moderately) and keeping up with their magic and homework. He decided that surprise would be to invite some guests around, old friends to be precise. On the day of their arrival, the atmosphere was a little different than usual, Yen Sid seemed oddly chipper. Mickey and Starlight watched him tidy up the living room, waving his hands around to spiffy the place up and make everything a little neater. “What do you suppose he’s up to?” asked Starlight, setting herself on Mickey’s shoulder. Mickey giggled watching his master at work, whenever Yen Sid was in such a giddy mood it was such a fun scene to watch, and was often a distraction for the apprentices who would stop and stare away from their work. “He’s definitely planning something.” said Mickey, who admired the sparkles and decor that the master sorcerer was putting up. “I wond...

Part 4: Power Awakened

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 A few months into the New Year, it was a quiet morning in the Symphonus household, everyone sleeping. Percy was now doing remote therapy sessions so needed his rest for his work, and the rest had all stayed up late playing video games, Scout in particular being drained from the night of online play. Nevertheless, Golden was up first, full of childish energy as usual and jumping out of bed, wanting to spend the day playing and learning new spells. She headed downstairs, expecting Yen Sid to greet her, but the only ones up were the broomies, who all shuffled worriedly when they saw her, causing her to try and find out what was wrong. They practically pulled her over to the fridge, where there was a note attached, Golden taking it down and reading it aloud. ‘To my dear apprentices, I’m going out for a while. I’ll be back tonight. Be good and take care of everything, I’ll bring each of you something back! Love Yen Sid.’ The girl raised a suspicious eyebrow, he’d usually tell them if t...

Part 3: Silver Bells of Joy

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 Three months had passed, and it was now December 24th, the day before Christmas had finally arrived. For the past three years, Yen Sid had spent it quietly, not wanting to scare or overwhelm the little girl in his home, but now she was eight, and had all the memories of prior christmases, which had been spent in companionship of all sorts of family members. He trusted she would be able to cope, and might even delight in the idea he had planned, so he turned his wizard hat into a red santa hat and gave a silly grin to the mirror, before hearing Percy banging rapidly on a bell he owned, one that sounded like a church bell despite how small it was. That was his cue! He went downstairs, only to see the brooms were sweeping and dancing, having switched on the radio and jiving to Christmas tunes. He gave a smile, and looked about the workshop. With three floors, it would be perfect to put an enormous tree in the wide open space, instead of a little one they kept in the attic. Having a p...

Part 2: The Magic of Memories

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 Far away, in a place known as Nocturne, a man with bright purple robes and glasses was counting some trinkets on his table. His apartment overlooked the city centre, a balcony allowing him to see far over the crowds of people and bustling streets, to the point that he could even see the local cinema in the distance. The man stared down at his ornate little playthings, which appeared to be some sort of thimble bearing musical notes, and gave a smile, speaking out loud despite living alone. “Well, I think I’ve sorted it out. Now let’s see if we can do this correctly!” he grinned, lifting his hands to make the thimbles shine. He’d only remembered this bet from a visit to the council. The meeting was just a regular discussion of the current state of affairs, but to be frank the man found it hilarious he was invited. Hilarious, and ironic all at once, considering he didn’t particularly like politics, but getting to see the master and his brother had reminded him of this bet, so he made...

Part 1: A Glitchy Beginning

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 It was cleaning day, and Yen Sid and his apprentices were all doing their part in washing, drying and folding in order to keep the castle they all called home squeaky clean. Oswald was putting some of the wet clothes into a dryer, Mickey was folding some towels into a basket, which he was pretty sure had Julius hiding at the bottom, and Scout was wiping down some of the surfaces while listening to her songs on her headphones. Meanwhile, Yen Sid and Golden were washing the dishes, though with varying degrees of enthusiasm. Golden was the youngest at seven years old, and she was drying off the plates, though she was in a bit of a mood. “Careful not to break those, child.” Yen Sid warned, whilst using magic to dry his own set of plates and stack them neatly into a pile. “Sure, just like you didn’t break my back that one time?” she mumbled, Yen Sid giving her one of his curious yet cautious stares, raising one eyebrow as he often would. “What was that, Golden?” he asked, the girl look...