Magic #future นิยาย & เรื่องราว

His mood changes where the gloom of his future rings and He, declares with the words. “Now, now, now. Look carefully and be attentive enough, I want you to see the future of the puppet that will draw that supposed to be a none existing soul in the future to betray the ‘Maiden’, and be the key of the gate of Pride.” Laying the words and the fraction of the future and what it holds. His cunning smile draws in that void of time and space as He snaps His finger opening the mirror of the far future, with the pentagram to see and where he needed to remember.

Because the future? It just got complicated.

he asks again, looking just as confused, "That's what your magic is? You can see the future?" "Uh, yeah," I respond, making a grimace. This is not exactly how I wanted to tell him, while he's drunk and confused, "We can talk about it later." "So that's how you know everything," he whispers to himself, looking away from me to have a silent freak-out, "That's why your mom wants to use you to gamble? And why you're so sure I won't die young. You don't just 'know' it, but you see it?"

Just not yet. ***

I starts. Sunshine furrow her eyebrows and narrow her eyes. "Grey Grey if I know what will happen today do you think I'll tell you? Of course not! Where's the fun in that! And If I can see the future maybe I should buy some tarot cards to make me look legit. Wait. Does tarot cards have letters? That will be a problem then. Oh I know, magic ball that's much better. You know what? Just pretend that I did not say anything."

Victory is ashes. Future Three: Hermetic Order spell activates. Everyone captured. Both sides. Wolves, vampires, fae, dragons. All become experimental subjects. Imprisoned. Studied. Bred. Used. Living death worse than actual death. Future Four: They escape. Somehow. Retreat before the trap closes. Survive. But lose everything. Rookeries burned. Community scattered. Refugees. Decades rebuilding what was destroyed in hours. Future Five: Something changes. Can't see what. Interference. Multiple variables colliding. Someone does something unexpected. The future shifts. Becomes uncertain. This is the dangerous one. The one that might save everyone or doom everyone. Can't see which.

I didn't have the first clue and a small whine escaped from me as I tried to figure it out. Derek understood my dilemma, "Just relax, take a deep breath, and concentrate hard on being human. The magic should do it automatically." I took a deep breath and tried to picture myself as I looked in the mirror. I put all my will into that thought and concentrated on becoming human. It took me a long moment, but I felt the world begin to melt and shimmer around me. I ended up crouched on the table completely naked.

James pointed up to Bisila, measuring her. "Listen honey," John walked up to his wife, touching her shoulder. "This house doesn't need another Matilda. It needs her. A young, excited soul. The world is changing. Young people need young company." "Yeah, whatever," snapped Ms. James, throwing herself away. "And also, She will only be responding to me, Anna, and myself. Don't try to make her your maid," smirked John, walking to his study as his wife continued to agree in disagreement.

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