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“Are you talking to yourself again, dear heart?” “Usually,” said Sera. “Such a good habit,” Matilda said approvingly.
“Why do you find it so easy to be kind to me and so difficult to be kind to yourself?”
Your magic knew exactly who you were. That’s why your spell was a shield, not a sword.”
for some reason, it felt like that was exactly where they were supposed to be. Like this was a thing that had, somehow, become important. Like his lonely and her lonely fit perfectly into the empty spaces at the other’s side, saying nothing, asking nothing, just keeping each other company.
This is the life I wanted. This life of contentment and unexpected excitement, of little everyday joys, where I don’t just get to be myself but also get to be embraced as myself. It’s miraculous.”
She didn’t know if she felt ready to face the world again, but maybe no one ever knew if they were ready for something until they tried.
When she thought about it, the truth was that what she had now was worth so much more than what she’d had before. The magic of her past had been a gift, but the magic of her present had been earned.
she would never be abandoned by the magic she had loved so much.
