Alpha Maximus
Jazz Fordwhy am i still here just to sufferthrough my windowthis time the tears were minedashing through the snow in a pair of broken skis
‘Yep,’
‘That’s pretty cool,’ he says, stepping closer. I hand him the wand for him to inspect.
‘Hand carved. I like it,’ he says, handing it back.
‘Wands are supposed to help with magic. I think Mum is hoping it will help awaken mine,’
‘Your mother doesn’t have a wand, though?’ Micah says, confused.
‘Nor does my grandmother, but that’s because they are in full control of their magic and highly experienced. Wands are optional when you become as magically strong as they are,’ I explain.