“Yes Elin. Your mother and I have experienced everything that we have told you stories about,” the man responded.
“But they are just bed time stories. Theirs no way they can be real; there is no such thing as magic powers!” Elin retorted. The man cringed at the harsh tone of his daughter.
He reluctantly responded, “That’s what most people think. We have been teaching you about our lives, and about the lives of the people that we fought with.”
Elin thought back to when she was six, and remembered the story of a little girl who had been invisible to the world. The little girl had no where to go because no one could see her. One day she met a man who helped her become visible again. When she was with that man she learned that ther were others just like her who had the same problems.
Elin looked over at her mother who was placed on the couch opposite of the chair she was seated it. The mother nodded, hearing all of her daughters thoughts.
“That was me.” she whispered quietly. The man watched the interaction of his wife and child as if mind reading was a normal occurrence in his life.
Elin stared in awe at her mother. She had heard many stories of the little girl and her friends, but Elin never suspected it to be her mother.
Most families tell fictional stories of princesses and dragons who have to find their younger brothers, or foxes who find friends in unlikely places. Elin didn’t know any kids who had stories of war and magic told to them like her parents had done to her. Through the stories told were unusual, Elin, like most young kids, always used to want to know all the details of the little girl she was always told of. The stories that intrigues her the most were repeated numerous times. Elin could repeat all of her favorite stories at any time and know all of the details.
“Elin.” Her father broke the silence, “We hope that you have learned all of the mysteries of the hourglass, and that you can use your knowledge in the future.”
Elin gazed into her fathers eyes. “You mean you want me to find them don’t you?”
A smile spread across her mothers lips when her daughter figured it out.
“Yes Elin. We won’t always be here to find them. We need you to,” her mother elucidated. “But how can I find them if they were like you and didn’t know about their powers?”
“You have always been intuitive, you will know them when you see them.” Her father added, “Plus you have grown up with them your entire life.”
Elin couldn’t comprehend what had just happened. Only hours before she was a regular pre-teen, now she was entrusted with a secret that she had to keep from half the world.
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