It happened when I least expected, knowing when I was fourteen years of age that there was something strange about me, initially, it felt erotic, who would think floating in the air could feel that way.
I can see beyond, far and wide, above the earth, in the air, I feel things people dare not, I see things people never will, call me crazy…I call myself weird. It happens only in the dead of the night. When it starts, everyone close to my room, or inside my room instantly fall deeply asleep never to witness the phenomenon. And they wake up in the morning feeling refreshed and stronger than usual.
I heal anyone that sleeps in the same house as me so along as I float in the air, consider yourself lucky if you happen to spend the night in the same place I do. No one knows but me and me. My magical powers usually live me drained in the morning, my skin looking colorless seeking for nourishment, momentarily I would stumble out of bed to the lake outside my home into the cold water to bath and quench my thirst for the evangelistic reawakening of my body and soul.
My magical powers, my greatest treasure…
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