The choices we make
She never would have expected she could do so.
It was Friday afternoon, and Mary was heading to Procecsa’s office. They were going to go through the recent books Procecsa had Mary reading. After getting Mary to recognize her water magic, Procecsa was now focusing on fire. Mary thought she had some fire magic in her, but she could never focus on it. Not that Mary complained. Four types of magic were more than she could have ever hoped for, she thought as she rounded the last corner. From the corner of her eye, she saw a green object come flying. She instinctively held out her hand towards the object and turned her body away. As the soft melon hit her hand, it dissolved, and Mary found her ent
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