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Feb. 28th, 2004 03:30 pmI was five when I cast me first spell. It hurt like buggery, but I didn't get a choice about whether I wanted too do it or not. Time went on, it got easier.
Me mutant power is to absorb mystic energy. An that's all. Without the magic I'd have too find meself somewhere nice an mundane too live in, away from leylines an sacred sites an all the rest of it. Otherwise I'd probably explode or have a stroke or something.
The man who brought me up taught me magic for two reasons. The first was too bring on me mutation more, establish channels for it to go. The second was so he could keep me from straying. Magic ain't something you just give up, an once you're on a certain path, it's fucking impossible to change it. The more magic I did, the more energy I could channel, and the more power there was for him too use.
Me mutation and me magic are linked now. I can't have one without the other. I've been trying to go without both, but it's difficult when your first reaction to everything is I've got a spell. I'm trying.
Some of you are sounding pretty freaked about yesterday. Samson explained to me that its hard to change your attitudes about something when it contradicts something you've always accepted as the only way. But this is where you have too try an bend your brains around the idea that magic is real. I don't know what you think I've been doing all this time, with the healing and the turning Jake into a frog an... everything else, but it's not just window-dressing for me mutation. It exists without it.
There's a whole underground magic community out there. We don't advertise, an you don't tend to know about it unless you're part of the club, so too speak. But it's there. I can show it to you, if you like. It's not all demons and scariness, but it's not exactly a nice place either. But it's home, in a way. An denying it ain't there isn't going too make it go away, that much I can tell you.
Me mutant power is to absorb mystic energy. An that's all. Without the magic I'd have too find meself somewhere nice an mundane too live in, away from leylines an sacred sites an all the rest of it. Otherwise I'd probably explode or have a stroke or something.
The man who brought me up taught me magic for two reasons. The first was too bring on me mutation more, establish channels for it to go. The second was so he could keep me from straying. Magic ain't something you just give up, an once you're on a certain path, it's fucking impossible to change it. The more magic I did, the more energy I could channel, and the more power there was for him too use.
Me mutation and me magic are linked now. I can't have one without the other. I've been trying to go without both, but it's difficult when your first reaction to everything is I've got a spell. I'm trying.
Some of you are sounding pretty freaked about yesterday. Samson explained to me that its hard to change your attitudes about something when it contradicts something you've always accepted as the only way. But this is where you have too try an bend your brains around the idea that magic is real. I don't know what you think I've been doing all this time, with the healing and the turning Jake into a frog an... everything else, but it's not just window-dressing for me mutation. It exists without it.
There's a whole underground magic community out there. We don't advertise, an you don't tend to know about it unless you're part of the club, so too speak. But it's there. I can show it to you, if you like. It's not all demons and scariness, but it's not exactly a nice place either. But it's home, in a way. An denying it ain't there isn't going too make it go away, that much I can tell you.
