When they look in the mirror, they see a human staring back, the reflection they expect to see. When I look in the mirror, I see something different. I see something twisted and blurry, a faint outline of a human behind the skin of something that burrows into your flesh and swarms your body. When people look at me, they see Cassandra LeSeur, the posh girl from the posh boarding school with the good looks and the rich parents. When I look at myself, I see a creature that doesn't make sense to me. Once, people barely stopped to look as I walked past, an unimportant student in a school full of people just as wealthy as my family. Now, they stare at me as I walk past, flinching as I go by, pressing themselves against the wall, whispering rumors that defy everything they were taught, every concept that they regarded as tales of magic and adventure. People couldn't accept what they couldn't consider to be part of reality, so instead they acted like there was a barrier between their world and what they denied. A barrier between fiction and non fiction. Righteousness and wrongness. Black and white. Natural and different. And now, I seemed to be breaking that barrier and letting all the things swarm their minds and confuse their concept of possibility. People could reappear, right? So why couldn't dragons and fairies be real? Why couldn't they produce wings and fly to the heavens, where angels would sing and life would be perfect. Since when did science become so irrelevant? Who said that everything revolved around one set of rules? Science isn't more powerful than magic, and magic isn't more powerful than science. They just coexist together, each affected by the other. Who's to say what stories tell the reality of magic? It's there, and it's not alone. When I walk past, people stare at me.But only at the magic. They can't see the science that blends perfectly.
Currently, I've been thinking about a high school themed murder story, based from the perception of a recently enrolled, naturally shy fe/male student. I'd probably do it as a chapter book, which would allow far more plot twists. But I wouldn't bother taking the time to think up of plot points or anything along the lines if people aren't interested, so please leave a comment if you'd want me to do it.
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