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Tears streamed down her cheeks, but Amelia knew she was doing the right thing. It would keep her family safe, which was the most important thing, and no one would be able to find her. At least that was what she had been told. Going underground, into a safe place that had once been used for non-magical people scared of what those with power might be able to do, was the only logical thing to do, even though she had no idea what would happen then. After one last hug, her mother crying just as hard as she was, she walked away from the people she loved.

As Amelia wiped the tears away she pulled her bag up higher on her shoulder. From what she’d been told it would just be two of them to begin with, because almost all children who might have powers were killed at birth. If anyone had known she was likely to have powers she would have been killed, but the information was based on family trees and no one in her family had bloomed, so she hadn’t been expecting it to happen to her either. She’d been lucky that someone had felt her bloom, otherwise she would have died. It was that someone who’d told her that the underground existed.

The someone, a woman, wouldn’t give her name, just in case. It was understandable. Anyone who helped someone with magical abilities would be executed and she wanted to help others. Her only ability, if it could be called that, meant that she could feel anyone in the kingdom bloom, but often she wasn’t in time to save their lives, and the only way anyone could find out about her was if someone she’d saved told them of her existence. So she kept her name to herself, while she did her best to save the lives of unexpected bloomers.

Amelia did have an address. If she could get to that address, where the woman lived, she would, hopefully, be safe. She just couldn’t stop thinking that something was going to go wrong, because she’d felt that way ever since she bloomed. Blooming had changed her life and she knew if anyone found out what had happened she was going to be executed. It had taken all her options away from her, all her hopes and dreams, and the only safe place for her was somewhere underground, where she was going to live with someone she’d never met before.

Breathing deeply Amelia pushed all her worries to one side and kept walking, because it was the only thing she could do. She didn’t want somewhere safe. She wanted her life back, the way it was before she bloomed, but that wasn’t an option. All she wanted to do was turn back time and somehow stop herself from blooming, even though she didn’t think that was possible. Tears welled up in her eyes again as she thought of everything she’d left behind and she did everything she could to keep them from falling, knowing that it wasn’t going to do her any good.

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

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Tears streamed down her cheeks, but Amelia knew she was doing the right thing. It would keep her family safe, which was the most important thing, and no one would be able to find her. At least that was what she had been told. Going underground, into a safe place that had once been used for non-magical people scared of what those with power might be able to do, was the only logical thing to do, even though she had no idea what would happen then. After one last hug, her mother crying just as hard as she was, she walked away from the people she loved.

As Amelia wiped the tears away she pulled her bag up higher on her shoulder. From what she’d been told it would just be two of them to begin with, because almost all children who might have powers were killed at birth. If anyone had known she was likely to have powers she would have been killed, but the information was based on family trees and no one in her family had bloomed, so she hadn’t been expecting it to happen to her either. She’d been lucky that someone had felt her bloom, otherwise she would have died. It was that someone who’d told her that the underground existed.

The someone, a woman, wouldn’t give her name, just in case. It was understandable. Anyone who helped someone with magical abilities would be executed and she wanted to help others. Her only ability, if it could be called that, meant that she could feel anyone in the kingdom bloom, but often she wasn’t in time to save their lives, and the only way anyone could find out about her was if someone she’d saved told them of her existence. So she kept her name to herself, while she did her best to save the lives of unexpected bloomers.

Amelia did have an address. If she could get to that address, where the woman lived, she would, hopefully, be safe. She just couldn’t stop thinking that something was going to go wrong, because she’d felt that way ever since she bloomed. Blooming had changed her life and she knew if anyone found out what had happened she was going to be executed. It had taken all her options away from her, all her hopes and dreams, and the only safe place for her was somewhere underground, where she was going to live with someone she’d never met before.

Breathing deeply Amelia pushed all her worries to one side and kept walking, because it was the only thing she could do. She didn’t want somewhere safe. She wanted her life back, the way it was before she bloomed, but that wasn’t an option. All she wanted to do was turn back time and somehow stop herself from blooming, even though she didn’t think that was possible. Tears welled up in her eyes again as she thought of everything she’d left behind and she did everything she could to keep them from falling, knowing that it wasn’t going to do her any good.

Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.

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