After several hours of running through the forest, he eventually found the path to a park and the city. Finally! There was a place he could rule! Maybe it wasn’t that bad the way back home had been blocked if he now found people who would obey him. Being a king… Just when he started getting a king-like expression on his face the loud MEEP of a car right next to him almost scared him to death.
A few minutes of running around frantically later, he suddenly sniffed something terribly delicious in the air: this had to be cherry… a cherry cake or muffins! OMG! Quickly he had found the apartment this scent came from: there was an open window in the second floor! Unfortunately, the door of the building was closed. It was certain that this food had been prepared just for him though, how could it be different! So he started jumping at the wall and swang from one balcony flower to the next until he could already see the ceiling inside the apartment. Just one more jump – it made CRACK and together with pieces of the flower he fell down all the way until he landed with a loud THUD CRACK.

Find it, find your light
for it will always lead you right.
Other people, they don’t have a clue,
the one who chooses has to be you.
Everyone knows himself best,
everyone else’s opinion can only be a test
to see if you’re confident enough to show
that you know exactly where to go.
Find it, find your light
for it will always lead you right.

He crawled through the forest, through the bushes and dirt. This was just not right, everything was wrong and nothing the way it should be. He was supposed to rule the country, be a king! All members of his family had succeeded, gained so much power and became majestic characters. And now there was him: no people to obey him, no fame, no anything. He wouldn’t be able to continue like this, there had to be a sudden turn of fate!
But for today, that was it, enough of the running away. He needed to rest and sleep! A bit fluffing the leaves on the ground, making it comfortable. He lay down and transformed himself into a sleepy ball of… fluffy fur.

With time passing by, the magic class often went out somewhere to practice their skills and unfortunately she couldn’t find them and bug the place with cameras… Too bad. Yet she used those evenings for practicing her own skills, summoning elemental magic and illusions while listening to music she liked. This felt very relaxing and was fun! It quickly became easier for her to use magic and she tried to practice all the different spells and magical ways she had learned until she was able to do everything important with closed eyes.
Sometimes she even created illusions when going outside in the city, changing her eye or hair color. Nobody of the strangers in the shops seemed to notice that something was wrong, so she probably did a good job she hoped.
Yet there was something she always had to keep in mind: another magician would easily see through her magical layers and this way she could draw attention to herself that she didn’t want…