![]() His voice is steady and calm – he has practiced so many spells for so many long hours that he has absolute control over his speech, and he makes sure it does not tremble. He sits on the throne before him, carefully awaiting Stephen’s words. His cheeks are hollowed and his face wrinkled, but his dark eyes remain as sharp as ever. He mourns the loss of his ability to see it for a mere second before his eyes focus on the king’s.Īt seventy-four years old, Howard Stark isn’t as strong as he used to be. He had never noticed before how much green is the world before now – now, that he can only see a greyish hint of what once used to be green. It takes a moment to take it all in everything looks different, now that a colour has faded away from his vision. He just has to say the words and wait – and when he rises, he will be a Master. Will you tell your king what colour you have lost?’’ ![]() Apprentice Strange, you lost your first colour last week. Today, we will give you back to compensate for what you lost. Today, we will make you one of our own, in blood and magic. Your hard work and dedication to the Mystic Arts have not gone unnoticed. ‘’You are here today, with your people gathered, because you have shown courage, cunning, wisdom and talent in your training. He hears her take a breath before she continues. ‘’Master,’’ he responds, and keeps his eyes focused on the floor. Everyone is – he is the youngest apprentice that has come this far in a long time. Stephen imagines she is looking down at him with her lips in that familiar twist he knows she is proud of him. It cuts through the whispers of the court. ‘’Apprentice Strange,’’ the Ancient One murmurs, though her voice is clear as day. The words he has worked towards for years under the tutelage of his Master. All the while, Stephen kneels and awaits the words he has waited all his life to hear. The hall is silent in the only way these crowded events are ever silent a hushed whispering is still audible, but no distinctive sound finds its way above all others. The day of the ceremony is always an odd one, all things considered. Thanks for helping me not make a fool of myself :) Secondly: lots of gratitude goes to Turtle, who I am quite sure is the greatest beta to ever beta. I asked her if she could write it, and thankfully she was completely fine with that. We started doing the appropriate thing, which is headcanonning massively, and I couldn't leave the idea alone. not necessarily a bad thing.įirstly: I never would've started this fic if not for FriendlyNeighborhoodFangirls (whom we all know as a terrific writer, I'm sure, and if you don't, go check out her fics!), who dumped an incredible idea for a magic system in the headcanon chat of the IronStrange haven's discord. ![]() Not Citizen Erased-sized, but then again, seeing as this was only meant to be like 20k at the start, that's. That's 76k, so yeah, this isn't going to be a short one. ![]() It's been slow-going, but I finally have enough written to make me confident I can keep updating on a regular basis. Here I am, with a story I've been working on since May. The best works I have ever read and just about Tony Kark (Ironstrange), eris' tbr list Stats: Published: Completed: Words: 130241 Chapters: 23/23 Comments: 274 Kudos: 526 Bookmarks: 134 Hits: 12507 would this really be a fantasy au without an epic battle scene though.The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types. ![]()
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