Ossyria - The Other Side

Read the story from the boy's perspective

“Darn, where did I put the last one?” Finny flipped his bed, “I could’ve swore I put in around here somewhere…!” Finny continued to frantically ransack his entire room but the last potion could not be seen anywhere. “I can’t go back to Ellin without it, she needs it.” Determined to find the last one Finny rushed out of his room only to bump into an old man wearing a navy blue robe with yellow linings.

In his left hand the old man held an old wooden staff spired at the top. In his right hand he held his spell book, containing all of his spells he has written and complied over the years of his life.

He held out his hand and pat Finny on his head, “Finny, why are you in a rush?” Finny swiped the old man’s hand away, “I have no time for you! I need to find an all cure potion for Ellin!”

“Ellin…?”

“Yes, Ellin! My newfound fairy friend! She needs the potion to cure an illness of a boy named Rowen. You know Ellinia fairies can’t stand El Nath’s cold stormy weather…I need to find it quick! I promised it to her…!” Finny said while holding the urge to just burst out of his room with his angel wings.

“Oh…don’t worry, little one. I have something for you.” The old man gently tapped his staff against the wooden flooring. Wood began to spiral up magically and into the old man’s hand.

“What are you doing old geezer? I don’t have the time to watch you cough up one of your magic tricks!”

“Don’t you want the potion?”

“What…?”

Finny looked at the old man’s hand where the wood is on. The wood then began to take shape of a bottle and soon the texture of a blue glass vial was seen from it. The old man said some words and the wood let out a small spark. Finny jumped back from the sudden shock.

“Here, take it.” The old man said while holding onto the glass vial, “This is what you wanted right?”

“Old geezer…that was amazing!” Finny ran towards the old man and took the glass vial from his hands, examining it carefully. “Is this the all cure potion?”

“What else could it be?”

“Thank you old geezer, I owe you one!” Finny spread out his angel wings and flew out of his room and into the brewing storm.

            

“Young people these days.” the old man let out a sigh before disappearing in a warm cloud of light.

 

“I need to get to Ellin fast. A storm is coming and I hope the wolves don’t find her too…!”