A Wizards Beginning: Part Twelve
The Law of Reternia
It took about an hour to get home. When the three arrived,
Tyvek quickly opened the door and ushered in Ramek and Harken. "Now, let's get
started. We don't have much time," the green Ruki said and hurried to the middle
of the living room. "As you can see, the Porthole is a very large one and will
be fairly hard to obtain and shut down."
Harken nodded. "Do you have the measurements?"
"I need to do that right now," Tyvek said and
snapped his fingers, saying a few words in the Language. A strange contraption
appeared in his hand, resembling a tape measure. He carefully measured the perimeter
of the Porthole and then reported back to Harken. "Sixty two eon miles."
Ramek decided not to ask when Harken nodded and
said, "And the light years?"
"Oh, right!" Tyvek exclaimed and started to measure
the Porthole slightly differently and on a few different angles. "Four hundred
thirty seven and six twentieths light years."
Harken whistled. "That's a big one..." he said
in amazement. Ramek saw him take a Manual out of his pocket. As he opened his
Manual, Ramek noticed that it was considerably larger than his own, most likely
because of his authority. Ramek saw the Krawk whisper a few words and he turned
to Ramek. "Look in your Manual under the heading 'Porthole Closing'. It's been
added for good," he smiled. "Quite a rare spell in a book. Anyway, get to it
and we'll go over it a few times."
Ramek nodded and took out his Manual. He flipped
through his Table of Contents and eventually found the right page. "Okay, I
got it," he said as he made sure he was on the right page.
"Good," Tyvek said. Ramek noticed he also had
his Manual open to a page and he assumed it was the page with the Porthole spell.
"Now, Ramek, you'll have to be Reader One because of your power. That's the
one that's bolded. Okay, Harken, you'll be Reader Two. One in italics, okay?"
Tyvek received a nod from the Krawk and continued. "I'll be the third Reader
and I'm going to be the one with the normal print. Now, we'll read it according
to this tune." He started to hum a very melodic tune, very pleasing to the ears.
"Now, halfway through the spell, this tune will switch to a very faster pace
like this-" He hummed a much more faster pace and a bit more darker than the
first. "The switch will take place on the ninety eighth line, for your information."
Ramek flipped a few pages to find the line and nodded along with Harken. "Okay,
let us practice. Ramek, start." He nodded his head to Ramek and gave a reassuring
Ramek returned a doubtful smile and started,
trying to keep to the tune. When he was done, he sighed and waited for his next
turn. After a very long stanza from Tyvek, he had to go again. They were nearing
the tune switch. Line seventy three. Ramek felt the words come out more sharply
than usual, probably because it was only a practice spell. Or because it was
too hard and Teehee's Law was starting to take a hold.
The spell went on for much longer than Ramek
expected. He eased into the tune switch and was reassured that the Law wasn't
taking any effect on him. After they practiced it for a first time, Tyvek said
that they should Practice it once more, just to be sure that nothing would go
wrong. After that, they were ready. And Ramek started to get nervous, butterflies
fluttering in his stomach and sweat pouring from his forehead.
"Good job, Ramek," Tyvek said before they were
getting ready to do the spell. "Good job."
Ramek smiled and looked down at his Manual, slightly
less nervous. They started the spell and the words rolled of Ramek's tongue.
He found it so easy, though it was so difficult. He stared at Harken and Tyvek
as they did their parts, studying their technique and how they read it.
The tune switch came faster than expected. As
Tyvek ended his stanza, Ramek paused before reading his part. Tyvek looked at
him and nodded him on. Then, Ramek started to read. At first, he sounded choppy
but got used to the rhythm and started to fall deeper into it. When he finished,
he took a deep sigh as Harken started to read.
The spell was done after another ten minutes,
Ramek having to read another two stanzas. As Tyvek finished up his Verse, he
took a deep breath and looked at the Porthole in the middle of the room. The
air was silent and Ramek could feel the anticipation as he too waited for something
to happen. Then, the spell took its effect.
The Porthole started to twist and turn in the
living room, getting both bigger and smaller. Different sizes took form and
Ramek saw buildings inside. Then, he saw rooms and people and then it was gone.
A lingering feeling rested in the room, as if the Porthole had never left.
"Reternia..." Harken said. He looked at Ramek
and realized that he had no idea what Reternia was. "The Law of Reternia. It
was created for spells that were strong or had a lasting presence. It's not
much of a Law, but it's called one simply because it fits under no category.
When a strong spell is destroyed, a lasting presence remains. This means, simply,
that it feels like the spell was still here. And it has a chance of returning,
sometimes with more force than before."
Ramek didn't like the sound of that. "How much
of a chance does it have of coming back?"
"About forty percent," Tyvek butted into the
conversation. "But, that's always depending on the spell and exactly how strong
it is. In this case, there is probably a sixty percent chance."
"Sixty?" Ramek exclaimed. "What exactly happens
if it returns?"
"A Porthole can only be closed once, unless it
is closed from the inside. That means someone would have to go inside," Tyvek
said and turned to the balcony when he heard a voice.
"Is it all done?" came the voice of Delor, who
Ramek noticed was on the top of the balcony.
Tyvek nodded and Delor raced down the stairs,
followed by Rachel who took a slower pace. Ramek felt Delor put his arms around
Ramek, who was taken aback for a moment. "I'm glad you're safe. I was worried,"
she said as she let go and Ramek waited for Rachel to hug her. After all the
hugging was done, Ramek took a seat on the couch. He was exhausted.
"That took a lot out of me," Ramek said and closed
his eyes. "I can't believe I didn't mess that up."
Harken laughed and Ramek felt the Krawk sit beside
him. "You're a great Wizard. You can take it. You took it better than Tyvek
and I did. I was falling asleep during the spell and I had to wake Tyvek once
when you were reading."
Ramek smiled and let out a laugh. "Guess I did
take it rather well," he said and adjusted himself on the couch.
Tyvek took a seat on a chair and started to talk
to Rachel. Ramek strained his ears to hear, but he couldn't make out many words.
Then, as Rachel turned away, he made out one word that Tyvek said. "...dead."
Ramek turned away, hoping whatever they were talking about was nothing relating
to anyone he knew. The word was taken out of context, anyway.
For the next few minutes, the room was silent.
Ramek, Harken, and Tyvek were resting from saying the spell and Delor and Rachel
were staying quiet so the others could rest. Ramek fell asleep quickly and didn't
wake up for quite a while. When he did, he saw that moonlight was shimmering
through the front windows and both Harken and Tyvek had fallen asleep beside
him. He shrugged and went back to sleep until the morning.
When he woke up in the morning, the two were
up and about, walking around with cups of coffee in their hand, trying to perk
up for another day. "How are you?" Tyvek asked when he noticed Ramek had woken
up and was now sitting on the couch.
"I'm okay," Ramek grumbled. "Tired, though. Very
Harken agreed, "Yeah, same here."
Ramek got up from the couch. "Where'd you get
"Kitchen," Tyvek replied, taking a sip of his
Ramek went in the kitchen
to find Rachel and Delor hovering over the counter. Delor saw Ramek come in
and greeted him. "We're cooking breakfast," she noted and continued to scramble
a bowl of eggs. Ramek nodded and went to the pot of coffee on the table. He
got a cup and poured some. He then put the hot liquid to his lips and swallowed
greedily. It felt good against his throat. Ramek then returned to the living
room, where the Advisor and Counselor were sitting back on the couch. Ramek
took a seat next to Harken and sipped more of his coffee.
He then looked at Tyvek. "What will happen now
that this fiasco is over?"
Tyvek looked at the Draik with concern. "What
"Me...me being a Wizard. And all the stuff that
is happening to me," Ramek said pleadingly. "When will it all be over?"
Tyvek sighed. "I don't know...I just don't know."
Author's Note: This has been a journey within a journey. I have enjoyed
writing this tale and I am sorry that I left it on an unfulfilled note. But,
who knows what may come for Ramek? His adventure will continue, no doubt about
that. Where exactly he will end up is not in my grasp, but he will not end here.
There are many adventures that will soon be unfolded to him and secrets about
his life revealed. If you have enjoyed this series as much as I have, please,
drop me a note anytime. It would be greatly appreciated. Now, I will take my
leave with a final note: May the Powers keep you safe. -Sirius