She fell to her knees, arms crossed over her chest, as she huddled in on herself.
Gone. Gone. Her powers, her abilities that she'd relied on for her entire life, gone. Fading away like snow in the spring. What was she without her magic?
She closed her eyes, desperate to stop the tears, the traitorous tears, from breaking free. But even her body betrayed her now, the salty liquid squeezing between her lids to trail down her cheeks. She didn't want this, had never wanted this.
Yet she'd done it. And no one would know, not even the one she'd given up her powers for. Why had she ever thought that this sort of sacrifice was worth it? To save one soul only to loose everything that made up her own? She shivered. Now she had to live with this...this emptiness. How could anyone survive this!
-Inspiration from reading a fic where a witch gives up her powers to save a frenemy
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