As my parents were taking me home, with my eyes I scanned my surroundings. There were street magicians using real magic. I searched my database for information on magic hoping to use the internet to my advantage.
What I found was a series of tricks and pranks with no practical application, this was of no help of course. As my eyes glossed over the beautiful magic I felt a strange sensation inside my chest. I want it, I need it!
I wondered if there was more to magic than simple street tricks.
huh, wonder. I have never felt wonder.
By the time I got home, my small infant body was out of energy and ready for sleep. I however was very excited to experience magic, so I forced myself to stay awake and try to succeed in using it.
I decided to first focus on that feeling in my chest. I closed my eyes fighting back the sleep and saw a very faint red star, focusing more on that star I managed to bring out a sliver of power.
My focus slipped and I involuntarily shot out that wisp of power managing to only make the mobile spin very slowly, this was the first time I felt disappointment. With that I blacked out due to tiredness and exhaustion.