Standing at the chalk board midway through a word, the memory hit him.
“Look at me when I’m talking to you!”
He thought about the waitress’s smile, and the smell of fried food. He then wondered if she had to spend extra money on shampoo because of all the grease in the air.
Once upon a time, there was a small strange pub called The Sleeping Llama.
If you were offered a potion that could make all your wildest dreams come true, but at the end of an hour you’d die, would you take it?
Sometimes, normally on Thursdays, I think that if I could read minds I wouldn’t even notice.
“It’s creepy is all I’m saying. You just sit here alone, watch the show and then sneak off back home.”
“Lots of people do that, it’s normal and shhh.”
When a child is touched by magic it is always a specific type of magic that touches them, but it does not condemn them to be that way forever. For instance, I first discovered I had the gift through anger and it is in fact Chaos that my magic is rooted in.
Brothers, Sisters… Outsider. Welcome.