Old souls [Kamalia]

[Vick]

10 fall 511 Av

Vick's eyes opened at last as his body stayed under the cold water inside his tub. He had a habit of laying under water always enjoying his undead body. He had spent so long not doing much of anything. The passion leaving overtime like it did for everyone. It was just a matter of time before the peak of passion fell down to the pits of normalness so to speak yet it was time at last to bring that passion back to life as his toes moved along the bottom pulling up the plug that held the water inside.

His body was the same in a sense like always. That of a child, a male body that had red faded hair, dark circles under the once blue eyes which were now more whiteish. Small hands traced along his cheek as he moved from the bathroom to his bedroom. Empty like always as he picked out his outfit that he had for the longest time of a white tunic, brown cotton pants, black boots with a brown leather belt. Nothing changed on Sahova. Not really for even the seasons stayed the same yet maybe things did change and he just stayed in his room for so long he had no idea what was new.

On Sahova, Vick was still considered wizard status which was one of the main reasons he stayed. Also for the fact he spent his life on the island and knew nothing of how things worked in the outside world so if he did leave he would be more lost. Yet that really was just a passing thought as he made his way towards his laboratory.

His field was Malediction, a magic that dealt with the dead and bones yet it could be done on living subjects after you removed a bone or two. Symbols were made on the bone which forced the djed inside to spark to life. It was up to him to figure out how to focus the djed into his goals. Yet he just had lacked passion for the greatest amount of time as he ran a figure along the desk which held a fine layer of dust. He had to refind his passion once more.

A small stack of mirrors laid on the desk, his goal so long ago faded into dreams. His hands picked one up looking at it closer with his eyes. No emotions flashed over the polished steel before he threw it on the ground with a small giggle leaving his lips before going quiet just as fast as it came.

He was just watching it as he jumped onto the desk, his legs swinging back and forth as he let thoughts roam inside his head. So many ideas forming yet which one would he take out of the masses? One idea that did come just made him giggle once again as the sounds left his child like lips.