Magical Boy

You have already read the story of my sister, Rosemary Gravett the shapeshifter. This is my story now, Drake Gravett the Wizard.

You don't need to have a wand, a staff, a spell book or magic to be a wizard or a witch. She taught me that, she taught me that wizards are everywhere even if they are not exactly magical. She opened my eyes to a new way of seeing the world, to see it's magic even if a horrible deed had to be done to do so.

Magic is everywhere and now I know that.

She knew it and now I know it.

And just as magic is everywhere there are wizards and witches too, I was just too slow to see it and I was too late to realize it.

I wished to say that all magic along with wizards and witches left and the world turned gray again, I truly wished I could say that. I can't, my world turned brighter and I see them more frequently then I thought possible.

And all she had to do was die.

Was it worth it?

Was it worth her life for me to see the magic in the world?

In me?

To see the wizards and witches?

Was it?

I guess it is up to you to choose that, because I have already made up my mind.

It was.