Wordcount: 129
Rating/Warnings: PG
Summary: Superpowers, Magic, and Clarke’s Third Law.

NOTE: This is a very rough draft with no editing at all (per National Novel Wiriting Month rules) and is presented for amusement value only. Think of it as a periscope into my writing process rather than a coherent story!

There will most likely be spelling and grammatical errors afoot as well as flat out bad writing, info dumps, plot holes, contradictions/retcons, uneven characterization and pacing. These snippits are also posted out of order, so please refer to the Outline to figure out where it’s supposed to fit.

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Bedknobs And Broomsticks

There’s no such thing as magic, Blue knows that and Horn knows that, but Clarke’s Law is strong within the city and there’s times when he meets people or sees things that makes him wonder if maybe there is something out there beyond a door that is finally going to defy explanation.

Part of him hopes it will too, the younger self that never quite dies when you grow up. It would be fun to throw fireballs from his fingers or fly through the air like a bird. He thinks that would be his favorite superpower, flight.

Horn thinks having a quick healing would be a better superpower, but Blue is willing to take the extra bones if he could just lose himself in the clouds for a while.