Friday Fictioneer: Traveling
“Come one, come on.” She impatiently pulled me through the terminal until we reached the gate, then she released me and ran to the widow to stare wide-eyed at the planes.
She reminded me of the first time I traveled by plane. So many people all going on an adventure, just like me.
Though I enjoyed her enthusiasm, I found the airport a bit tedious.
But her grandmother said she needed to learn about the mortal world so she could better appreciate the magical world.
I was looking forward to the day I when I could teach her to teleport.
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