At the dark night, a small figure wandered on the streets of Amberyear. His name was Sparky Pix, a magician in training.
Sparky quietly whistled to himself on his way home, as that's the only thing he could hear besides his thoughts and the small, gentle breeze. After all, the town always seemed quiet at those hours of the night.
It didn't take him long before he made it to his home, the magician entered the room and sighed immediately.
"Well, like they say, home sweet home..." He told himself, "after a long day like that, sleeping is all I need"
After getting his bed ready, Sparky changed clothes and went to sleep.
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The light of the morning sun reflected through Sparky's window to his face, waking him up slowly.
"H-huh? Is it morning already?" He asked himself as he rubs his eyes, "man, I feel like I haven't slept here for quite a long time" he said and got up.
He changed his clothes and put a top hat on his head, he took his stuff too and went outside for a little walk.
During the walk he noticed a group of people talking, he decided to introduce himself.
Sparky started walked toward them, and once he was close enough he called out for them.
"Hello there!" He called out as he is getting closer and closer, "I don't think I have seen most of you around, are you new here?" He kindly asked them.