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“Master, May I ask you some questions?”
He nodded.
“Why do we need to keep practicing everyday? I mean,
what is the real purpose of doing this, although we don’t even know
how our abilities could be useful to ourselves or others?”
“We all have different purposes of living. As you have seen,
some people chose to move out and travel to somewhere where
they can use their special abilities to benefit others. Others like
me choose to stay here to help the new arrivals dealing with their
abilities. Someday you will understand this and when that day
comes, you will be able to decide your own path, Mira”
That night, I laid on my bed and thinking about old memories
until I fell asleep.
I woke up in the middle of the night for no reason. I turned
my back to the doorway and my face toward the window. Tightening
my grip on my blanket and snuggled deeper inside. I was halfway
into my sleep when a great whoosh of the wind passed into my
ears. I suddenly opened my eyes and saw a sudden flash of a dark
silhouette crossing the moonlight path on the floor.
It happened in a sudden flash. But I was sure that what
I had seen was like a pair of wings. Could it be a big bird? Could it
be a raven? or was it just an illusion? Then I sat still with my heart
pounding, waiting for the shadow to appear again. A moment
passed and there was still no sign of the mysterious wings.

