My life as a Silver Tongue
My gift may seem like a blessing; when seen through my eyes it's a curse. Sure I can read all of my hearts desires out of a book. Live the life that I want, and not what is given to me; but at what cost? It could cost me my favorite book, or the neighbor's cat (who sometimes I wish I could make disappear) or it could be the ones I love.
I could never forgive myself if my gift ruined the life of a simple fly, let alone someone I love and what about the one that is switched in its place? I no longer allow myself to read out loud. No matter how much joy it brings me to hear the words come to life and form a picture on their own.
There was once a time when I wouldn't have cared about who I hurt, or at what cost my powers came at. I used to read daily, not at all concerned about the ones around me. That was until I lost the one that means the most to me. Now I am to raise our daughter alone. I know she won't remember her mother. Sometimes I swear I can still hear her calling my name at dinner time. I would do anything in order to bring her back. Because of one mistake my life and my daughter's life will never be the same.
A/N: This is from Mo's POV just before Inkheart started. Please take the time to review and let me know if you liked it or hated it or give me a few suggestions.