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Prologue: Two kingdoms reside three days ride from each other. That is too close for them as they constantly fight against who the true owner of the land is. The people of the kingdom of Glace prefer the cold snowy tundra and specialize in ice magic. However the people of the Blaze kingdom prefer the hot scorching desert and practice Fire magic. The two kingdoms are growing tiresome of each other after centuries of fighting. They both know that war is imminent.

Chapter 1: Lance’s Escape
Lance was your ordinary boy out of the Glace kingdom. He loved ice cream, snow cones, and frosted flakes. He was a fourteen year old boy who measured five feet and six inches tall and had pure white hair. Nothing, even coal, could darken his hair in the slightest. He had a special genetic mutation that allowed him to fully use his ice powers without practicing or even trying. He was a social boy but was lonely on the inside. He was different from the rest of the boys and they made sure that he knew that. But he knew deep inside that he was meant for adventure, not mundane living.
“Lance!” Lance’s mother Matilda called. “How could that boy still be asleep? He comes in ten minutes.” She thought to herself.
“Coming dearest mother!” He answered quickly. His mother’s wrath was fierce and quick. Luckily she was easygoing. However today was the day King Harold the Third came riding into this part of the kingdom, so anyone not out of their house an on the streets worshipping him were considered outcasts for the following week. He quickly put on his clothes and slid down the rail of the stairs onto the first floor.
“Now hurry and come outside.” She demanded grabbing his ear and dragging him out. “I will teach you discipline even if I die trying.” His mother groaned.
“OW!” He yelped. He may be special but that made little difference to his mother. “I can walk by myself you know”
“Yes but knowing you, you would probably get lost after following a penguin to see where it goes. Then the king would come by, see you hunched over inspecting the penguins nest then send you to the dungeon for offending him.”
“Well if he’s so mean why do people respect him so much? I mean why haven’t we thrown him in the dungeon?” He inquired. He received plenty of agreeing looks. However he received twice as many murderous looks.

To be continued...

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I have decided that this sucks. They both end up burning and they are dead. The end.

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