"Flame,
"Water,
"Wind,
"Well, that would be the three." Yllana twirled the little balls of elements on her palm. There was water flowing near the garden. The wind was cold and steady. Near the bushes, Mozrath and Holgur were observing her chanting new spells. When the three elements appeared and calmly followed Yllana's movements as she walked, they both eyed each other. There was pride in their eyes.
She sighed. "If Lucien was here, it wouldn't just be three I guess."
Larika sat near the pond and touched the surface of the water with her fingertips. There were only a few times that Darion had allowed her to visit this place. With her special constitution, she had to rest for almost a few weeks before she can walk again.