The Sorceress of Sorrow

{Violet’s POV} I was woken up the the sound of footsteps outside our cottage. My mothers hands trembling as she pulled me up out of the bed, and rushed down the hallway. She placed me on my feet, looking down to me with pure love and adoration in her eyes. She grabbed my face gently in her hands. “I’m sorry Violetta.. but no matter what happens you must stay hidden! Do not come out, no matter what you hear, or what you see, stay hidden and stay silent!” She cried, brushing strands of hair out of my face. “M-Mama.. please..” I whimpered, my heart pounding in my chest to the same beat as the pounding fist against our cottage’s front door. She shoved me into the hidden crawlspace, kissing my head gently. “I’m sorry my angel, but for now, you must sleep.. when you wake, you won’t remember everything.. but you’ll remember me, you’ll remember how much I loved you!” She smiled bitterly, kissing my head again. “I love you with all of my heart Violetta..” she whispered, closing the crawlspace, I felt my body growing heavy as I heard the pounding on the door beginning to muffle. My head spun, and I fell over, slumping onto the ground, my eyes fluttering closed. “Mama!” I cried out, my body jerking up from the restless sleep I had once again. I was so excited to go to sleep last night, so ready for this day to begin.. but now, now I wish for five more minutes, just to see her face again. It’s been so long since I’d dreamt about her.. I nearly forget what she looked like, and sounded like. My mother was a true sorceress.. her magic derived from nature.. she kept the balance in all things.. but her life was taken.. for what, I cannot remember. I groaned, groggily rubbing the sleep from my eyes as the carriage pulled up to the gates of the castle. This was it.. this was the first day, of the rest of my life. As I stepped out of the carriage, my heart fluttered heavily in my chest. I couldn’t believe I was finally here.. the Alstroemeria Arcane Academy! I’ve worked my entire life to get an invitation to this academy... When my mother passed.. I was sent to live at the LockHeart Orphanage, I secretly practiced my magic, making sure to accumulate more and more power. I wanted to prove myself.. of course, I had to be careful. Practicing magic around regular humans made things nearly impossible, seeing as how I wasn’t supposed to get caught by non magic users. Luckily, as long as I did my chores, and worked my a** off, I was ignored enough to be able to sneak away at night into the woods behind the orphanage and practice. Now, it was all worth it, I finally made it to the Academy! I finally get to live my dream, and my parents dream for me. I smiled stepping into the massive academy halls for the first time. This school is for the magically adept men and women, 18 years and up. There are other schools for younger children, but growing up in the orphanage, I didn’t get the chance to go to any of them. None of it matters now though, all of the pain, the suffering, the heartbreak, and loss, it all lead me to where I am now, they all lead me here. I could see my reflection in the window, my pale silver hair was pulled up in a messy bun, with my hooded cloak pulled over it. Silver.. the color of my mother’s hair.. she was said to have crystal blue eyes, silver hair, and pale skin, her beauty and kindness showing from the inside out. My father was said to have black hair, and green eyes, jade green, like mine. I’ve only ever gotten answers about my parents from the book of spells they left for me.. little love notes written about each of my parents, to one another were left in the corners of the pages. If made me happy to know that they loved one another so much.. but bitter, that I’d never get to know them.. or to know what their love felt like. Living in the orphanage, had its issues, silver hair stood out far too much, so I’ve been dying my hair brown until now, but seeing as how I’ve been accepted into the greatest magic academy on the planet, I no longer think I need to worry about odd colored hair. I looked around excitedly, my pale green eyes, almost looking like jade, as they lit up brightly. My skin was pale, it wasn’t always, I used to be able to get a good tan, but of course after being inside at the orphanage for so long, unable to step outside on the Mistress’ orders, the tan color that once resided across my skin was gone. The only time I was able to go outside was when I snuck out at night to practice my magic. I didn’t learn properly, most of the men and women that go to school here went to the magic schools during their adolescence, so of course they have an advantage over me, but I wouldn’t be discouraged, I’ve come this far. I slowly stepped through the front door, pausing for a moment in the doorway, my eyes shifting between the grand staircase leading to the astronomy tower, the great hall straight ahead of me through a massive set of silver double doors. The stained glass windows, to my left, depicted the creation and rediscovery of magic. This school.. I’ve just walked through the doors, but even this is better than I’d dreamed of.. or that I could’ve ever imagined! I swayed slightly, turning towards the window.. it’s beautiful.. the brightly colored glass showing the goddess Ursaleen, her long pale blue hair, and deep purple eyes, swirling with the cosmos in her iris’. She was the embodiment of beauty, grace, and potential. She could be anything, and everything all at once. Strong, smart, resourceful, capable, she was made of magical energy. Just being near her image was empowering.. I craved to be closer.. to learn more.. it’s why I was here. No matter how much I practiced, or how many books I read, it was as if my magical abilities were capped, or suppressed. Like I had reached the limit before I’d realized what the limit was. Part of the reason I came to this school was to try to get my magic uncapped.. to get rid of whatever this restriction is. I can feel so much power within me, just waiting to be used, but no matter how hard I try, I can’t seem to push past it.