My Sister’s Magic

A woman in a red dress stands behind a fire in a field of red flowers.
Photo by Ali Karimi on Unsplash.

I wish I had my sister’s magic. She’s already wielding flames like an Alpha, and this is only her first semester at The University. As twins, we couldn’t be more different. Sometimes I imagine we’re really a whole that was cut into halves, because aside from body parts, everything she has I lack — and vice versa.

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