Something you can never truly trust is something that is ultimately the hardest thing to close trust in, your eyes. You can you make your brain believe that what your looking at isn't exactly real? Or better yet, how do you convince yourself that what you think you're looking at doesn't even exist?
Predicting people's future is always fun to do, never really coming off as a chore. However, today something felt different. It felt as though the place I was drawing my energy from was feeling an increase in exhaustion. Was someone else tapping into my abilities?
I'd brush it off as though it was nothing. I knew that the way magic in this realm worked was each magic being worked at a different frequency. It was not possible for two people to be using the same magic. The only way I could imagine it being possible was if there was two of me. Of course, the sound of that was preposterous.
I knew that no matter how ridiculous it sounded, I couldn't rule it out.
After I was finished with a customer, I turned my 'Open' sign to 'Closed' and made my way back to my crystal ball. I concentrated as hard as I could to find any kind of interference with my magic.
It didn't take long for my spirit to pick up on a shadowy figure in the distance using the exact spell I was using, the one that pointed me to them. I felt that they were looking at me as well. I pulled myself out of it and snapped back to reality. I knew whatever I'd seen meant nothing but harm. I locked my door and made my way to the back room, careful to ensure I couldn't be seen.
After I knew I was safe, I tried my power one last time. It was difficult to, as it was taking a lot more out of me than usual. I tried to concentrate as hard as I could to where the figure was at. After I had a strong connection with their location, I did a mental chant and blipped myself over to the nearest hiding spot to that location.
I was lucky to not have made a single noise when I landed, as I had slightly overshot my target. If the person had turned even slightly in my direction, they would have easily seen me.
As I peaked upon their actions, I couldn't help but notice they were in distress. We weren't too far from the building I was working in. I could easily see it from where I was hiding.
The lady, I could tell from her voice, was talking to herself, saying that, "Finding her is my only way back home."
Back home? Was she trapped her from another dimension? As interested as I was in this particular case, I wasn't a fan of someone using my magic. It needed to stop, as I felt so drained from us both using it that it took so much out of me to even begin to approach her.
"Please," I whispered to myself, "stop using my magic, it's killing me."
She must have heard me, as she spun around with a gasp. She made a quick jolt toward me, but I acted faster. I pulled the knife out of my pocket and plunged it deep into her heart.
I took a step back. It was all self defense, I thought to myself. As I looked down to the girl's body, I stared in horror in realization that it was my own body. I don't know who she was, but she looked far too similar to exist here. Was she from another dimension? How many others are there?
Predicting people's future is always fun to do, never really coming off as a chore. However, today something felt different. It felt as though the place I was drawing my energy from was feeling an increase in exhaustion. Was someone else tapping into my abilities?
I'd brush it off as though it was nothing. I knew that the way magic in this realm worked was each magic being worked at a different frequency. It was not possible for two people to be using the same magic. The only way I could imagine it being possible was if there was two of me. Of course, the sound of that was preposterous.
I knew that no matter how ridiculous it sounded, I couldn't rule it out.
After I was finished with a customer, I turned my 'Open' sign to 'Closed' and made my way back to my crystal ball. I concentrated as hard as I could to find any kind of interference with my magic.
It didn't take long for my spirit to pick up on a shadowy figure in the distance using the exact spell I was using, the one that pointed me to them. I felt that they were looking at me as well. I pulled myself out of it and snapped back to reality. I knew whatever I'd seen meant nothing but harm. I locked my door and made my way to the back room, careful to ensure I couldn't be seen.
After I knew I was safe, I tried my power one last time. It was difficult to, as it was taking a lot more out of me than usual. I tried to concentrate as hard as I could to where the figure was at. After I had a strong connection with their location, I did a mental chant and blipped myself over to the nearest hiding spot to that location.
I was lucky to not have made a single noise when I landed, as I had slightly overshot my target. If the person had turned even slightly in my direction, they would have easily seen me.
As I peaked upon their actions, I couldn't help but notice they were in distress. We weren't too far from the building I was working in. I could easily see it from where I was hiding.
The lady, I could tell from her voice, was talking to herself, saying that, "Finding her is my only way back home."
Back home? Was she trapped her from another dimension? As interested as I was in this particular case, I wasn't a fan of someone using my magic. It needed to stop, as I felt so drained from us both using it that it took so much out of me to even begin to approach her.
"Please," I whispered to myself, "stop using my magic, it's killing me."
She must have heard me, as she spun around with a gasp. She made a quick jolt toward me, but I acted faster. I pulled the knife out of my pocket and plunged it deep into her heart.
I took a step back. It was all self defense, I thought to myself. As I looked down to the girl's body, I stared in horror in realization that it was my own body. I don't know who she was, but she looked far too similar to exist here. Was she from another dimension? How many others are there?
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