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with any doubt to the mindless revulsion
and unwarranted fear towards the magic resistant.
    Frown lines appeared as Jackson continued
staring at her. Her etheric body had confused him. As he focused
back on the normal spectrum, he opened his mouth to speak and then
firmly shut it. The awkward silence lengthened, annoying her and
she couldn’t take it. Anxious, she shifted on the bed, digging her
fingers into the blanket. Her nerves stretched thin from the battle
and then being kidnapped.
    “What? What did you see?” She demanded,
trying to force his hand. He was unsettled and if she could keep
him off-balanced it might work in her favour.
    “The spells. They unraveled while I watched.”
Jackson stepped away from her as if afraid she’d contaminate him.
“I’ve spent a lot of time using inner sight. Saved my ass numerous
occasions. But I’ve never seen spells unravel. They’ve faded,
gotten weaker, but never… unraveled. What are you?” His last words
held confusion and a hint of anger.
    Damn it. She forgot to dispel all the magic
on her. Spells wearing off was the sole way her etheric body looked
different from other mages. Taught at a young age, she hid this
fact, dispelled as quickly as possible when mages used inner sight
on her. Getting caught “naked” was better than someone seeing the
truth. How could she have been so careless?
    Enforcers, as well as civilians, killed mages
like her upon discovery, duty bound to so. Indoctrinated from
birth, magic resistant meant evil. She’d spent many hours at school
learning how corrupt, foul and malevolent she was due to a genetic
anomaly. Considered a scourge to cleanse, a threat to all mages,
she hid in plain sight within the Enforcers’ ranks.
    Now, granted, the last well-known magic
resistant mage had killed hundreds of mages before they caught and
executed him, though it seemed a bit extreme to punish an entire
race for one crazy person. The theory was he went insane with
jealousy since he was unable to cast and access magic as easily as
a normal mage. He became delusional and thought “they” were out to
get him. By the end, they were.
    She had no idea how many like her existed, if
she was the only one flying under the radar or if others were
hiding out as well. One single person knew what she was and
encouraged her to develop her talent - Keeper.
    “I’m a mage, just like you.” Her tone
forceful and a little brittle. It’d been a long time since she
tried to explain away her difference and she wasn’t sure how much
he'd accept.
    Would a fugitive Enforcer feel the need to
execute her? She didn’t want to find out.
    Jackson looked unwilling to believe her.
Somehow she was different, her etheric proved it but like most
mages, he’d never run into someone like her before.
    Surprise, surprise.
    While the Coterie and the Academy teachers
expounded on how they were vile creatures and must die, they never
explained how to recognize a magic resistant mage.
Shortsighted of them, ignoring such an important detail.
    She wasn’t telling.
    Taking a deep breath, she decided to tell him
one of her secrets, one that would throw him off the scent. Also, a
secret that wouldn’t get her killed. Her chest tightened and she
had to force the words out. Hiding who she was and what she could
do was second nature to her now.
    “It’s my imbued earrings. One of them is a
defensive spell to deflect inner sight. It makes it harder to truly
see me.” Part of that was correct at least. Six earrings in each
ear, they all contained different magical spells imbued into them.
Time consuming, labour intensive and plain hard to do, the art of
imbuing lost through the ages as most mages expended little energy
casting their memorized spells. Why bother spending over a month
creating an imbued gem when it was easier learning the spell?
    She, on the other hand, spent too much energy
to cast the simplest spell and sometimes they didn’t go correctly.
Better to have backup spells, just