Claire's P.O.V
Magi.
Magic.
Rogue.
Supernatural.
Hunted.
Lake.
There was too much to take in. I didn't get enough sleep, I can say that for sure. I turned over on my bed trying to find signs of the time, but my blurry eyes rejected me of seeing anything.
I sighed and rubbed my eyes. Way too much to take in. The little sleep I got was dreamless. Just a black hollow of nothingness. It was too much to take in.
"Maybe," I said as I rubbed my eyes and turned on my back, but quickly shook the thought out of my head.
But I could try.
No. This isn't real. It's a dream. Or even a horrible prank.
Mom and dad would never.
As much as I didn't want to believe it there was something scratching at the back of my mind, telling me to believe it for just one second and put it to the test.
But it was so hard to believe.
But as much as I don't want to believe it, I'm curious. Curious as to what I am. Curious about these attacks. Curious as to how I can help. Curious about everything that's happening.
Knowing that people are hurting and getting killed and I can help. It makes me want to help them so much more and build myself.
But I was hoping that somehow, back home, I could have made some friends and maybe even found love. What would it be like to have someone who cares for you? What would it feel like to have someone to care for?
It is something that I always wanted to have, but now, all of those opportunities have been snatched away from me.
Why?
Because I have magic?
Because..
I'm a Magi?
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Horrible person? I know.
Short chapter? I know.
The truth is, I haven't been feeling motivated but, I am really working on it. I've got some chapters written but I have to proof read and edit them. Sigh. I really love this book and I have a lot of plans but it takes a lot.
Anyway!!!!
I just wanted this one to kind of tease you a bit, I'll have the next chapter up in a week or too and I promise it will be much longer.
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