Date: 2019-04-09 04:10 am (UTC)
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I thought they were teaching me to control my power. But they were limiting it.

[ She looks at her fist, turning it over. That power is gone now. Replaced with something else. Still, she can feel it latent, running through her. Pieces of it remain because that energy had become part of her. But only pieces. ]

They tried to turn me into their weapon. [ She sets her fist back on the table and throws the rest of her whiskey back, drawing a deep breath. ] I know what it feels like.
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