Magic

Magic

Magic

She stayed hidden behind the brush. Eden had told her not to follow, but they both knew that she would anyway. She just wanted to see the magic, the powers Eden had been talking about. She had heard that Eden wasn’t human, but only when the old woman turned to face her with a wrinkled smile, her arms reaching up towards heaven as she transformed into a flock of white and gray birds, did she believe.

She stood as the birds flew past her and seemed to disappear into the gray sky. The whirlwind they left in their tracks sounded all too familiar. She smiled when she recognized Eden’s laugh and thought of the old woman shaking her head at anyone ever doubting that she had magic.

Writer. College student. Focused. Blessed. Adventurer. Musician. Professional over thinker. I'm pretty busy with college, but sometimes I write. It clears my head and reminds me of the impact I want to have on the world, which is why I'll never stop.

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