Locke's Hall

Locke I merely stared at the moonlight, eyes already puffing up yet my tears are still falling. I have always been a sensitive boy, yet I've already accepted my fate that I do not have any of the gods' blessings. Not an inch from the Sun, not a drop from the Moon, not a breath from the Hearth, not even from the Waters, neither from the Flames. Once again, I hear my parents screaming in the other room, another argument for my development. On the other side, the maids have gathered in their circle, whispering how I should have just been thrown away. Cursed child. I try to avoid as much negativity as possible, prayed to the gods, maybe they would be able to give me strength. I leaned against the wall, scraping off the lavender wallpaper of my room. "I would not send my son to... An odd, eccentric place! They do not believe in a god, Maria! Not even one!" I heard my dad scream strongly. I could not help but eavesdrop, truly, I want to know what this is about. "The children there have learnt how to control the forces of magic. From what I've heard, all the men there have weak forces... To none! There is still hope for our child, Ford. It is obvious that he wants to be like us, like everyone else! You're only hurting him. Please. Send him to the Philippine Islands." My mother responded. The Philippine Islands? Oh but it is far, in the East of the map! And it is true, their history is odd, but ours might be as well, for them. I do not judge, if they could help me, I would go. "I want to go." I entered my father's room. "Please, father, I'm 16, I will be alright, you don't have to go with me." In the end, he allowed me to go. So I flew on a plane across to reach the Philippine Islands, landing on the capital, Maynilad. "Duke Harris Locke, welcome to Maynilad." A man in a while silk shirt bowed in front of me. "Thank you." I smiled. He took me to an open carriage with a brown horse with some glittering purple streaks. We rode outside the airport and a majestic landscape embraced me. "You may not be able to see, Mr. Locke, but the enchanted creatures are giving you a very warm welcome." The man said. Yes, I could not see, but I do feel the warmth of the air, and see the sparkles of the morning dew. Oh. How beautiful it is. The carriage stopped in front of a stone wall. "This way, Sir." I hopped out of the carriage and walked behind the man to the entrance of— "Encante, an All-Boys Institution of Magic."