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The short and long hands of the clock were about to overlap
each other in a few hours. I slowly stood up, smoothed down my
old pajamas. I silently walked past the pile of books that I had
borrowed from the library of Center Athenaeum a few weeks ago.
The Center Athenaeum was where we could find thousands of
books or even a wizard who could help us discover and control our
special abilities or supernatural powers.

It was there when I first met an old man called Gabriel, who
had become my teacher and mentor. After many sets of examination
and meditation, we came up with a stunning conclusion. I had the
ability to grant wishes. Gabriel instructed me that this power could
be used only under the condition that I could not kill under my own
power or grant a wish to kill others.

After being here for a few months, I began to understand
many aspects of people’s lives in this village and became a part of
them without even realizing it. Everyone here had something in
common that made us different from ordinary people. We all had
supernatural powers or special abilities. Some were spellcasters,
wizards, seelies and there was even a girl with a strange colored
eye like me. Despite different backgrounds and stories, we lived
harmoniously under a common rule and understanding of each
other.
I could remember the day after I had just finished my daily
wish granting lesson with Master Gabriel. I asked him a question
about what I had seen, but still didn’t understand.