Oh, It's Magic.
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Feel free to imagine your favorites. There are no names included. I will tell this, the one I had in mind while I wrote this is not a couple in D3. 😳
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He took pride in his powers. He felt only he had the ability to command the waters as per his will. He would often play around, bring about floods merely for the fun of it; wanting to see another suffer. Yes, others belonging to the same clan had powers just like him. The only difference? They were all normal. They possessed normal magic. This particular power was rare and it was only often passed down from one generation to next; it only made his pride grow and misuse it - failing to understand the importance of it.
That particular day, He sat by the shore, watching the waters stretch in front till the horizon. His father once again scolding him for his pranks did upset him a bit. He would, as always, put up a pretense to be not bothered by it; but whom was he kidding? Sighing, he raised his hand and made shapes with his index finger in the air. The water started closing the distance towards the shore as it swallowed the earth beneath and just like that, he had the water rise in a spiral around him and dance about as if a spring, not the ocean, leaving him completely dry.
The liquid floated and gloated about as the whales danced out and dipped its head back in to the depth of the oceans. Agitated, remembering his fathers spiteful words, he dropped his hand to his side, resulting in a long drone of song, the splashing, as if the water itself laughed at his misery, betraying her master. The wind howled around him. Help! A voice screamed through the waters, capturing his attention. Curious, he stood up and walked in the water. He was sure he hadn't 'heard' the sound and that it was just his conscious playing tricks on him.
Using his powers, he had the water lift him from the ground, giving him a clear, far view of the ocean. At a distance, he spotted a person, a young girl to be specific, struggling to kick up the water and save herself from drowning. You are useless! His fathers words rang back in his head. For a split second, he considered proving his father right and not bother with the cry for help.
He was frustrated with conflict. As norm had it, he wanted to do what was expected of him: turn his back and walk away. But a corner of his heart told him to help the needy - that is what his powers were meant for in real sense. He himself knew and accepted he wasn't as heartless as he wanted others to see him as. He could tell the high tide was on its way, just eager to dive another alive human and take it with her. Sighing, he steadied the water, giving it all his might and began walking on the water.
As he neared the person, in the dark night, he made out the features of the girl and could tell she was frightened beyond limit seeing him walk on the water. He rolled his eyes. Why does everyone get scared? As if they don't know! He grabbed her hand for support and spotted her hesitation. "Just stand up. You'll be fine.' He convinced her. The mark on her neck was proof enough for him that she was a mind-reader, reason how he had heard her cry: she hadn't actually spoken the words but had simply called out to him in his head. She looked scared, unsure of whether to respond to his help. She had called out for help mentally, hoping someone nearby would pick up on it. But. He wasn't whom she had expected. Alas, she let him pull her up and surprised herself seeing she too could stand on water without slicing through it. She was aware of his reputation and for a split second, wondered if he was consumed by a spilt personality - for he actually helped her, the one person he despised.
He could see millions of questions flooding in and out of her head before they even stayed long enough for her to formulate a complete thought. Fragments. Word-questions. He could see it all. In that moment, both of them were beyond surprised experiencing something they had never before. It wasn't attraction. It wasn't a play. It was Magic. Oh, It's Magic - nothing more or less. But, Magic.
So, here's an OS I had written time ago and sharing right now as I cannot give an update on one of my FF's. There's always an update of something or other every weekend so.. 😃 😆 This OS isn't much about romance or anything. Just a plain lesson of how no one is perfect and people may act as if they don't care but they do.
@The underlined part - can anyone tell me why I've focused on that? 😳
Love,
-Khushi.
Anupamaa
Cricket
