Other than caring for Maggie, it had been two days since I left my room. Not because anyone was forcing me to stay. No, I was being a coward, afraid to explore. Not that I thought anyone would hurt me (though a small part of me held this fear), but the world as I had known it had ceased to exist. How was it possible that magic was real and existed right under my nose? That magic somehow co-existed in the world and no one knew? Or maybe it was we who co-existed with the magic that lives all around us?
I sat next to Maggie while she slept and thought over everything I learned. Maggie mostly slept the last two days and I kept hoping she would be awake long enough for us to have a chat. I really needed some clarity on this whole situation. How had she accepted everything so easily? And how ha
