Strings of Fate

1- Wine and witches

Ba

I pause for a moment to adjust my uncomfortable high heeled shoe. It’s black to match my waitresses‘ uniform which I honestly find to be too provocative for what is supposedly an upscale restaurant. Sex sells I guess, not that I would ever let a customer touch me that way.

Borderline is one of the few places in the city that allows both normal customers and Magies, so despite the long hours, barely adequate pay and uncomfortable uniform, It is perfect for me as one of the only places that will hire someone who is marked but has no marketable magic skills.

Like all children, I was tested for magic when I was only a few days old. Since my specific bloodline is unknown and my magic is unidentifiable, I was marked with a delicate swirling pattern around my upper right arm. While labeling everyone according to their species might seem concerning, it actually saves a lot of lives.

Most species have weaknesses that are much easier to avoid if they aren’t shoved in your face by some oblivious person who has no idea the damage they’re causing. I don’t know a lot about the marks themselves, only that they are applied magically and that everyone has one unless they are one hundred percent, normal human.

Normal humans make up about fifty percent of the population in big cities like this. Some magics are easy to identify. Shifters inherit their abilities from their parents, so they are marked as Shifters from birth on their arms with varying marks depending on their individual species.

Witches and Sorcerers also inherit their power from their parents and are easily identified. People like me however are harder to categorize. I was left outside the hospital for magical beings when I was only a few hours old. After days of tests to confirm I was not any of the known species but that I did in fact have magic. I was marked as an unknown.

Now that might sound all cool and mysterious but believe me it is not. Humans and Magics. don’t tend to get along all that well. No humans will accept me because I am marked as a Magic, and no Magics will accept me because I don’t fit in with any of their groups. I can’t even find any other unknowns in this city as most people get their marks adjusted as soon as they are old enough to identify their powers for themselves.

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1- Wine and witches

My life is not so easy. I do have magic, just as the tests showed, but it has never lined up with any known Magic species. For this reason, I have been unable to get my mark adjusted. This might not be a problem if my magic was something dramatic and powerful that demanded respect, but this is not the case. I can’t breathe fire like a dragon Shifter, or hex people who piss me off like Witches.

be unappreciative of the power I do have, it’s interesting and all, but it just really doesn’t pack much of a punch and most of the time it is just pretty much useless. My special

people think of the threads of fate they always think of the red thread that is meant to tie them to their destined soul mate and blah blah blah. Yes I can

be friends. This doesn’t mean they won’t have other friends or anything like

one shows up between people who are fated

someone has a lot of fated enemies they probably aren’t the kind of person I want to be around anyways. Occasionally I come across other threads, but I don’t always know what they mean, and since I don’t exactly have a guide book

that green threads are for fated mentor/mentee relationships. I often see them

be doctors, fire fighters or other do–gooder types. My best

threads constantly and it is a confusing mess, all the threads twisted around each

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have only one or two threads, or sometimes none at all. No one ever has more than one red thread though. One soul mate per person, no need to

can see my own threads. I never have before, but that doesn’t mean

is predicted by the thread have already met. If the thread is light and floaty like it’s caught in

It really isn’t that great. Fate knows what it’s doing and doesn’t need any help from me, so basically all I can do is watch the threads and judge people silently for things they don’t even know exist. Aside from being pretty useless as far as abilities go, it is also pretty distracting. It’s hard to pay attention to someone’s face when you are busy staring at the shiny

of the threads, I have a bit of a reputation at work as a daydreamer. The sleeves of my work top are long which cover my mark. The swirling patterns in my mark are supposed. to represent

serving human customers far easier than serving the Magics who tend to be stuck up towards humans. I have rather pale skin

colour which most people assume is dyed but upon close inspection it is clear that I never have any regrowth or anything like that because it is in fact my natural hair. My matching eyebrows are another

colourless.

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It is for this reason that I have developed a habit of staring at the floor when I greet customers. This might be a problem in a human establishment, but in a place where Shifters and other Magics frequent it is almost expected as a way to avoid any

months back but I found them too uncomfortable, besides, it would be

of my shift manager Anthony. I must have paused longer than I thought. I straighten my back and grab the tray of dirty dishes I had placed down a minute ago and continue on my way to the kitchen to swap it

table twenty.