fluid magic

drip

I see an other drop of... something flow down my slender fingers and land on the ground before disapearing.

drop

there goes an other, flowing freely thougth my fingers till the tip untill it is heavy enough to fall down on the bare ground.

drip

no one else but me can see them, no one else but me can feel them, I feel unsafe as the fluid flows down my fingers

drop

I turn my hand to look at my palm, and I look at my wrists, that fluid is flowing freely, but no wound can be found.

drip

I'm terified as the colorfull something does not stop, it flows around my hand like blood, but it is cold, yet warm and refreshing

drop

I try to stop it, I'm willing it to stop, the fluid reminds me of blood, it makes me sick

drip

I'm scared, no, terified, but then it hits me, the fluid that runs down my fingers is my Magic, my magical reserves are flowing over, my dam has been breached and my magic flows freely

drop

wait, how do I know that it is magic, there is no sutch thing as magic, no, it can't be, it just can't be.

drip

I'll research tomorow, in the library, about magic, or other powers, and I'll be powerfull, the bullies on school will suffer, everyone who teased me shal suffer, they shall bow down towards my power

drop

that is, till I can controll my powers, tomorow I'll become seven, tomorow I'll start my research, tomorow, tomorow, tomorow... yes, tomorow I'll become powerfull...