A Siren's VoiceIn a barely lit room filled with books, potions and mysterious objects, an old elf stood next to a burning fireplace. His white hair covering his shoulders as his impatient blue eyes gazed upon his student.A Siren's Voice by Sealyanphoenix
"Kozak, you are not concentrating!" He yelled.
Standing in the center of the room, stood Kozak. A black, silk ribbon, held his blond hair back, revealing a look of intense concentration on his face.
With his hands above a cauldron, Kozak chanted words over and over again. It began to glow intensely.
"No, Kozak! You're doing it wrong."
The cauldron started to shake and rise off of the table. The student backed away his eyes showing his own impatience.
"I cannot make it stop!" Kozak met his teacher's gaze, which was filled with anger. "Don't worry, Tintonis. I'll fix it."
"Don't bother. You've disgraced yourself enough. Leave my presence." Tintonis went to work immediately on the cauldron and didn't watch as his student left.
Kozak was furious from the humiliation. As he walked down t
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