[ No one had been more surprised than Julie the very first time she discovered that she was capable of catching a mug of ale from across the room. She'd been working as a barmaid at the time, saving money, and she still isn't sure how she first triggered it; all she knows is that she had seen the mug about to fall, and she really didn't feel like mopping it up. When the tankard fell, it didn't -- it instead was caught midair, no spill, and she could feel the weight of it in one hand while both of her hands were empty. ]
Nope. My world didn't have magic at all. [ Mostly. There was one man who'd had magic, but he'd come from somewhere else. ] And I got the hand before I learned how to do any real magic on my own.
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Nope. My world didn't have magic at all. [ Mostly. There was one man who'd had magic, but he'd come from somewhere else. ] And I got the hand before I learned how to do any real magic on my own.