I Can Be More Than This
The air crackles as our magic rubs against each other. I flick my wrist to slide the circle of onlookers back a few more feet. Don't need any casualties. Ilene looks at my display of power and I could feel her shrink inside a little though she smiles that infuriating smile back at me and flips her hair over her shoulder. She's been hiding from me in plain site for days. Mirrored as a local girl. Looks like Ilene Wiseman in every way but when her eyes meet mine I know nothing remains of Ilene’s spirit. Just a parasite from the depths of hell.
