Everyone's magic feels different. Some feel it like water, flowing through them. Others feel as if it's air, flying inside them. Another may feel as if it's an invisible hand, just an extention of their fingers. However to me, it feels like thousands of stars, small fragments of magic swirling around both lighting up and warming wherever it flows.
But I wish more than anything that it would go away... forever. Maybe then I could finally be free, able to choose my own fate. I can't stand it anymore. I just want to be normal, human.
There are some things in life that just won't take no for an answer, and when the time comes, Aura has two choices; follow the path laid out for her, or destroy the very world she fought so hard to become a part of.