Recap:
Noticing a box on the bed, she walked towards it and grabbed it. She noticed there was an engravement on it and a mark above it. A mark that looked exactly like her necklace. She placed one hand on her necklace and wondered if this could be the one thing he had been planning on perfecting for centuries.
"You are always at this desk, casting spells and demanding for a new canvas. A new sacrifice, at this point you are about to become a wizard." I said as I took a seat next to him and he chuckled at my words. "Markers and Wizards aren't that different but yet we are." He said as he put down the box. "Maybe but anyway, what are you doing with that box?" I asked with curiosity.
"A new invention. One that may save a life in the future or better yet, give comfort to a heart filled with sorrow." He said and placed the box down carefully. "Well, what is it called?" I asked even though I wasn't impressed by the creation of a little box.
