The Curse Between Two Worlds
L. G. Ausmusscared of my own image lyricshow to describe nervousness in writingi feel like i lost myselfi didn't know my own strength
The thought of what that power could become sent a thrill down my spine.
“Guess we should start patching walls then,” I muttered.
Phineas smiled faintly, pipe smoke curling like gold in the firelight. “And perhaps, the world, soon after.”
Phineas stood, setting his pipe aside with deliberate care. The air in the hut shifted—thickening, almost humming with energy—as he turned to face me fully.
“Your power answers to emotion, Charlie,” he said, voice low but commanding. “And right now, it sees fear, doubt, and guilt as its masters. If you want control, you must show it a new one.”
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