For the School of Prompts Challenge, with the prompt "bay".


Keep it at bay.

Keep it hidden, deep inside you; keep it like a secret gift

that won't be given for decades,

not until your soul leaves your body.

Isla has never quite been able to let the magic go.

Even if she has left the wizarding world behind, Isla has never quite forgotten it. Bob conquers everything else in terms of what she needs, and therefore she has forced any mention of magic away from her, but desperately and very unfortunately, she can't help but remember, remember, remember the feeling of a wand in her grasp, recall the image of her own holly-and-unicorn-hair instrument twirling gracefully through the air. The magical world could have been so different, and the memory still triggers a twinge of disappointment that lasts for hours every time she allows herself to think deeply about what has gone away.

Perhaps she is doomed to remember her heritage forever.