Davina's point of view My chambers was bright, having a pleasant scent to it. The interior of my room, I had it filled with more flowers than necessary. Pink and white roses, orchids and my recent favorite, red carnation. Frankly they somewhat give my nerves a soothing calm, besides for now I could only conjure flowers. Right now, I'm sitting at the center of my room. My butt against the marble floors and my back against the wooden tall table. I've been at this spot for only heaven's know how long. It's been many days since I discovered I still have my magic. But it was different, more so dormant but still there. It appears I couldn't even make one successful spell without having nosebleeds, or feeling the sickening pain from my chest down to my stomach or rather still, passing out. My magic could only do few baby spells, it felt as if that's only what it could somehow handle for now. I can only nurture and grow my magic at thi
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