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Crane White 12, Bittersweet 5: Magic
Name: Tanya
Title: Magic
Story: A Free Horizon
Colors: Crane White #12 (The rivers roll down to a soundless sea), Bittersweet #5 (the road not taken)
Supplies and Styles: Pastels (imprisonment), Stain (I finally figured out the only reason to be alive is to enjoy it.), Chalk, Miniature
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Notes: I appreciate all comments, including criticism.
Mods, can I get the tag story: a free horizon, please? Thank you!
“I wish I could do magic.”
The freckled boy stares with slack-jawed awe and a little accusation, as if it’s her fault he can’t.
Olivia smiles wryly. She gets it.
He’s seen a kinetic breathe life back into his mother when she was burning up with typhoid, or turn lead into gold. What magical power.
“It’s not so great.” She’d switch places with him in a heartbeat, this kid with a life ahead of him to spend as he chooses.
She has power only as a knife does: it belongs to its wielder. And who wants to be a tool?
Title: Magic
Story: A Free Horizon
Colors: Crane White #12 (The rivers roll down to a soundless sea), Bittersweet #5 (the road not taken)
Supplies and Styles: Pastels (imprisonment), Stain (I finally figured out the only reason to be alive is to enjoy it.), Chalk, Miniature
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Notes: I appreciate all comments, including criticism.
Mods, can I get the tag story: a free horizon, please? Thank you!
“I wish I could do magic.”
The freckled boy stares with slack-jawed awe and a little accusation, as if it’s her fault he can’t.
Olivia smiles wryly. She gets it.
He’s seen a kinetic breathe life back into his mother when she was burning up with typhoid, or turn lead into gold. What magical power.
“It’s not so great.” She’d switch places with him in a heartbeat, this kid with a life ahead of him to spend as he chooses.
She has power only as a knife does: it belongs to its wielder. And who wants to be a tool?
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