The truth about Astrid

Jason

"How many powers do you really have?" I asked right off the bat. She smiled, as she started to pick at some grass.

"I honestly have lost count. It changes every year or so. Sometimes it's something so small I don't notice it. I'd say a good hundred or so" she explained.

A 'good hundred' ran around in my mind for a while. That 'good hundred' wasn't even an accurate number.

"How do you have so many? Is it because of how old you are?" I wanted to understand how she came to be like this.

"Partly" She said, picking a long blade of grass and tearing it in half down the middle. "When I first manifested I was 12 and I had one ability. Every year until I turned 28 I would get a new one. After that it would happen every other year, eventually every decade, or so. I think I get one every century now. I honestly am unsure anymore." She added throwing the pieces of grass she had torn.

"What was that first ability?" Maybe that first one was what gave her the ability to have more?

"Heal