There was a different feeling about her—her magic specifically. A feeling of control, of a deep understanding she’d never quite mastered before. Taking a deep breath, Vi held out her hand and let her magic lift off her skin. It hovered in the air, almost gracefully, tiny wisps of bright white light woven into threads that only she could command. For the first time in her life, Vi thought there might be something beautiful to magic. Not just any magic, but her magic.
Here shes beginning to accept who she is and embody herself. GLOW UP
