Magic at its greatest can be weak.
Magic at its weakest can be great.
It all depends on whether the magician knows how to use the magic or not,
Or whether they are willing to take the risks to make it.
She runs through the rain, her feet pounding the dirt as she tried to escape the terrible fog coming her way. As she rounded the little house at the edge of town, she heard a roar. She ran until she finally gave up and turned around to find out the source of the sound. Darn it. The fog was too thick to see through. As she stared toward what she thought was the ocean, she noticed a large shadow looming behind her. As she spun around slowly, she caught a glimpse of a head, no, two heads towering high into the sky.
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