"Thank you."
I always took the time to thank nature and magic for their assistance. I doubted they could hear my little acts of appreciation, but it couldn’t hurt.
I opened the silver door using the little handle. There were a few envelopes inside.
"Junk mail, huh." I frowned, pulling everything out. I closed it shut, sighing.
"I seriously need a nap. I bet Sia will be up tonight training with Magnor. Ugh, I’m going to be sore in the morning," I mumbled, holding the mail securely under my arm.
"Bru-ree?" Arielle questioned.
"Yes, you can nap too. Shall we?" I proposed; she nodded rapidly while fluttering her wings, which were aflame.
"You're just as excited to go to sleep as I am. This is why we're a perfect match." I giggled. I thanked nature once more, bowing my head slightly. I raised the vines, returning them back to their original place.
We headed back, reaching the front of my home in mere minutes. I looked up at the large cozy building.
It was a two-story house decorated by nature itself. It was difficult to locate the small patches of cement peeking out from the mass of vines covering the surface; each vine was intricately entwined with the others. In some places, beautiful flowers bloomed, the various colors bringing life to the structure. With the amazing garden and pond down the path and forest behind, our home looked like it was one with nature.
It was helpful to my very being to be so close to nature, giving me added strength. I hated when I didn't get enough sunlight. It made me feel groggy as if I hadn't slept for weeks. No one wanted a disorientated unicorn. We would be a drunken pain in the ass to whoever was around.
I headed up the cement steps, opening the wooden door.
"Back," I announced, sliding my sandals off before heading down the hall toward the library where I knew Magnor would be chilling.
I entered the large bright room, taking a deep breath. I loved the library for multiple reasons, hosting many books I loved to read in my spare time. Books were the key to knowledge and power in our dimension. Magic wasn't just taught by instruction. You had to immerse yourself in books and learn how each spell worked. One wrong word could change everything and put you in a sticky situation if you weren't careful.
My eyes landed on Magnor who looked up from his book to smile at my return — silver eyes met mine.
He hadn't changed much since that fateful day. In fact, he looked younger and stronger, his magic and synchronicity with nature helped maintain his looks and health.
His once long black hair had begun to show some grey, which only added to his knowledgeable appearance. He was six-five with an angular, oval face, and a few wrinkles showing his age. He'd never disclosed how old he truly was, but I imagined he must have been close to one hundred years old due to the amount of information in his head.
Shifters lived for many years. We still suffered from diseases and other health issues, but we healed more quickly than other species. Sadly, we weren't immortal. If your heart was ripped out of your body, you were a goner.
"What took you so long? Did you get distracted by your surroundings again?" Magnor questioned.
"No," I mumbled under my breath, approaching his desk.
He grinned, knowing he was right. "You should just admit the fact you get immersed bynature’s beauty. It is a part of you. Not your fault that you’re so drawn to it," Magnor reminded.
I sighed, taking the stack of mail under my arm and presenting it to him. "Bunch of junk mail. Can't you make it so we don't get advertisements from all these dimensions? It's not like we can simply hop over there and go shopping. So annoying," I grumbled.
He took the mail from me, beginning to scan the contents.
"You're just upset you can't go and buy all that pretty clothing," he retorted.
"Well, why advertise it? If it wasn't for the fact it costs an arm and leg for dimensional shipping, I would be able to get whatever I wanted." I sighed in defeat, making my way to leave.
"Bru-ree." Arielle moved from my left shoulder over to my right.
"I know. So disappointing. Do you think I could at least ask Dad if I can get something for my birthday? Would be nice to get a new weapon. There was a pair of swords I really wanted, but they're so far away," I explained to my familiar.
"Celestia."
I stopped mid-stride at the doorway, looking over my shoulder.
"Yes, Master?"