Time
I should be finding someone around here that can assist me in getting back my powers, which have been practically drained right from my fingertips.
“And?”
“It’s just…” she starts, to which I loosen a sign, knowing where this is going. Surely, she will explain away something I’m meant to find interesting. “I’ve been wanting to meet you for a long time. I’m a physics major at the local university, and you immortals defy all laws. You’re just so fascinating. I also dabble in some study of pure-blood magic. Complete contrast, I know.”
I look at her flatly, wondering how I should let her down. “You should give up the sciences. In this life, they don’t mean anything.”
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