Editing Eldramin (section)

== Prologue ==
A young girl stood in front of the academy, shivering in the cold under a tattered blanket. She was tall for her age, with messy black hair and piercing jade eyes. She stared at the gate, not sure where she was. Her mind was a blur. Her parents...they had left her here, behind this building. 

She knew that there hadn't been enough food on the farm this winter, but she couldn't understand how her parents could leave her here, defenseless in the middle of the capital city. What future was there for an eight-year-old in Talidine?

She shuddered again, pulling the blanket tighter. This place, the academy, was probably her best chance at surviving. She could employ herself, work as a maid maybe. 

Opening her small hands, she summoned something she did not fully understand...she didn't know what. It was instinctive against the biting cold, but she didn't remember doing it before. A green light swirled over her fingertips, ridding them of pain. ''Magic.'' Only nobles had magic. Had her parents known? Would they have kept her if they knew? She certainly hadn't known. Not only did she have magic, but it was also healing magic, a rare power on Alithos. She could use this.

She summoned all her willpower and walked through the gates, into a new life, a new start. This time, she wouldn't be the one left behind. She was Fannara Harpson, and she meant business.