[not sure if this fits the prompt but oh well]

If only they knew. Maybe then they wouldn’t point me out and mock my differences. Perhaps I would be respected, saluted even! But explanation leads to questions. I don’t like questions. I would much rather *show* them all who I am. Because then everyone would believe it and be too afraid to ask questions.

“Ever heard of a book? Maybe you should get...

Wind exploded through the tree line, tossing many old pines into the sky like toothpicks. Uzugi watched in horror, the group of men stood frozen by fear. The one closest to Mogi had started to run, dropping his blade as the first burst of power erupted through the dense forest.

Mogi was floating in mid air, her body taken over by swirling red waves that looked like tattoos made of flowing lava. ...

For as long as the kingdom of Aros has stood the mages have been in power. Our society is entirely reliant on magic in-fact, most of the citizens owe their lives to the mages of the Council. I once knew the mages well though I was ostracised the moment they realised what I was capable of. I lost the trust of all the people of Aros that day.

Instead of wallowing in pity and regret I decided to do...