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when a kiss felt like this—like intoxication itself, like madness, so terribly impious and yet so purely, completely divine—it had to be stopped, and quickly, or else it would set fire to her every thought.
The actualization of the new age witch proved somewhat tamer than the hunger of the immigrant who’d carried nothing but stories on their back.
The universe spoke a language, if you were paying close enough attention. Many languages, even. Stars, leaves, flowers, cards, dirt—the universe was constantly spelling things out, though people rarely listened.
It’s magic, yes, and it’s talent and ability, but power is knowing what you’re capable of and choosing if and when you give it to the world.
