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Little Things Em Wrote.
I saw the rock whiz past my head and I turned my head in time to see it erupt in a sulfurous yellow smoke. I gagged on the horrid smell and hobbled up to the culprit and waived his look of sheer terror and twisted my wrist in a circular motion. I felt the piece of rubble lift off the ground like it was a paper in the wind. I saw the boys face light up and saw him open his palm and saw the air ripple as he drags it to himself and close his fist as it contorts into a rough butterfly. I smiled past my pain and saw the child scamper off like one of the lost bunnies of the Old Times. My old tricks seemed to have deplinished my already low sources I thought as I sank to the ground. No more diligent raids for this old-timer. I felt no empathy for the "people" who started the war. The humans thought the benders, and the paranormals jus as menial servants. They thought wrong, so dearly and unevitably, wrong. Which, is why they lost World War III, and we, the Benders and Paranormals triumphed. Therefore, humans, their technology, and whatever else they meddled with don't exist any more. We killed them off, and will kill off any survivors.





 
 
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