49 – Dominoes
If I would fall tomorrow, there would be nothing much to look back on if things hadn’t happened the way it did on my eighteenth birthday. Sure, learning spells and sharpening my skills as a witch was worth it, but it was not the greatest memory that would tickle my emotions. There would be no friendships to be lost, there would be no tears for heartache and there would be no unforgettable journeys that were worth a trip the memory lane. But now was different. Now, if I would fall, I would shed a tear. One wrong move, one wrong act, and all of me would fall. All the memories that matter would just be that- memories. And I wouldn’t want to lose it, faded like dust. I guess it ran in every witch’s blood and practice, to save moments in our lives that matter the most, so we can go back and
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