Skye
Drax, made from wild fungi and ethanol, was banned within the city limits but could be legally purchased and consumed in the Drock.
Mother’s message was particularly relevant today, as my age now permitted me entry.
Her second message was not to take unnecessary risks on the ice peaks I planned to climb, a message she knew I always ignored. The third was one I had received continually since my early childhood: “Skye, do not, under any circumstances, exercise your powers and bring attention to yourself.”
I had asked why many times, only to receive the same answer. “Because I forbid it.” Or, as I grew older, “Because we have a special ability that can be dangerous and must be concealed.”
Bab Populer