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Shadow's Tarot: Unveiling Magic in Divided Realms

Scenario: Nike is a young black girl of 14 yers old that live in a world where 80% of people have magic and 20% do not have magic, she do not have magic and gets bully by teens from her school, but one day everything change when she find a book that inside contain the tarot cards with weird powers.
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Nike is a young black girl of 14 yers old that live in a world where 80% of people have magic and 20% do not have magic, she do not have magic and gets bully by teens from her school, but one day everything change when she find a book that inside contain the tarot cards with weird powers.
The first time I found the book, I was running away from bullies.
I was ten years old, and I had just started at the new school.
I didn’t know anyone, and I was the only one who didn’t have any magic.
The other kids would make fun of me, and when I tried to fight back, they would use their powers to make me look stupid.
I had been running for a while when I saw the abandoned building.
It was a big, old house that had been empty for as long as I could remember.
I had always been too scared to go inside, but that day, I didn’t have a choice.
I ran up the steps and pushed open the door, then slammed it shut behind me.
I leaned against it, panting and trying to catch my breath.
The house was dark and smelled musty, but at least it was quiet.
I listened for a moment but didn’t hear anything outside.
Maybe the bullies had given up and gone away.
The sun was shining through the broken windows, casting patches of light on the dusty floor.
I could see some old furniture covered in sheets, and a staircase that led up to the second floor.
I walked over to the window and looked outside, but I didn’t see anyone.
Maybe I should go home now, I thought.
But then I remembered that I hadn’t been able to go home the last time this happened.
My parents were out of town, and my older brother was staying with a friend for the weekend.
I was supposed to stay with my grandma, but I had gotten separated from her while we were shopping at the market.
I tried to find her, but I got lost and ended up here instead.
I had no idea where I was or how to get back to my grandma’s house.
I had already been walking around for a long time when the bullies found me.
I knew it would be getting dark soon, and I didn’t want to be outside alone after dark.
I pushed the front door open a crack and peeked outside.
The coast seemed clear.
The bullies were probably long gone by now, but I didn’t want to take any chances.
I waited for a few minutes, then slowly opened the door and stepped outside.
I looked up and down the street, but I didn’t see anyone.
I hurried down the steps and started walking home.
It took me a while to get there, but when I did, I found that the front door was locked.
I rang the doorbell several times, but no one answered.
I tried calling my grandma on her cell phone, but it went straight to voicemail.
And that’s how I ended up spending the night in an abandoned building all alone.
The first time I found the book, it was an accident.
I had been looking for a place to hide from the bullies, and I stumbled upon it by chance.
But after that, I went back to the building every chance I got.
It became my own secret hideaway, and no one else knew about it.
Or at least, I thought they didn’t know.
As soon as I realized that the bullies weren’t following me anymore, I knew something was wrong.
They never would have given up so easily.
They loved making fun of me too much.
And they had been having so much fun that day, chasing me around and laughing at me for not having any magic powers.
They wouldn’t have stopped unless someone made them stop.
But who would do that?
There weren’t any adults around who would help me, and none of the other kids at school cared enough about me to do anything.
Maybe it was some kind of trick or trap?
Maybe they were waiting for me somewhere else?
But if they were trying to catch me, wouldn’t they have kept looking for me until they found me?
And even if there was a chance that they weren’t there anymore, shouldn’t I at least try calling out to check?
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The faint light coming through the window cast long shadows on the floor, but I didn’t see any movement.
I was so caught up in staring at the pictures inside the book and trying to figure out what they meant that I didn’t notice the sound of someone calling my name until it was right next to my ear — so close that I almost jumped right out of my skin when it happened because I couldn’t believe it was real.
I spun around to see who it was and found myself face to face with my two best friends in the whole world: Lila with her fiery red hair and emerald green eyes, and Theo with his big brown eyes and curly brown hair that was always getting into his face no matter how many times he tried to push it back so he could see where he was going instead of crashing into things by accident all the time.
I took a step forward, then another, then another.
The house was quiet, except for the sound of my footsteps echoing through the empty hallways.
I never would have thought it was possible for my two best friends in the world to scare me so much, but they did — and the worst part was, I didn’t even know how they had gotten here or why they were standing right in front of me when they should have been at school instead, just like everyone else.
I tiptoed down the corridor, glancing nervously from side to side as I went.
But as soon as I saw them, I knew something must be wrong, because neither one of them would have come looking for me without a good reason, especially not Lila, who looked really worried right now, even though she was trying to hide it — and she was horrible at hiding anything, even when she tried to pretend she wasn’t scared or sad or angry or anything else that she didn’t want anyone to know about except us.
My friends had always teased me for being scared of everything, but they didn’t have to deal with bullies at school like I did.
I tried to hide the book behind my back so they wouldn’t see it and ask any questions, but it was too late: Lila had already seen it and stared down at the open pages with her big green eyes wide open in shock and surprise, as if she couldn’t believe what she was seeing and didn’t want to know the answer either — but it was too late for that now, and both of us knew it.
They didn’t have other kids trying to trip them or make them look stupid or steal their lunch money every day.
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They didn’t have people who wanted to beat them up just because they could.
So I couldn’t help but be a little bit scared.
I didn’t know who or what was waiting for me on the other side of this door.
But I didn’t have much of a choice at this point, so I might as well keep going.
As I moved closer, I saw a faint flickering light coming from one of the rooms down the hallway.
I paused, trying to see where it was coming from.
It was coming from an open door at the end of the hall, but I couldn’t tell what it was.
I took a deep breath and started walking towards it.
My heart was pounding in my chest, and my hands were shaking.
This was more than just about getting away from the bullies now.
This was about finding out the truth of what was going on around here.
The flickering light was coming from inside the room, but it was so bright that it was hard to look at.
It looked like it was coming from some kind of fire or flame, but it was the wrong color.
It wasn’t red or orange or yellow.
It was white and silver, almost like the moon.
I had never seen anything like it before in my life.
It was so bright that it hurt my eyes.
I tried not to look at it directly as I stepped closer.
I peered inside the room, trying to see what it was.
At first, I couldn’t see anything other than the fire.
It seemed to be coming from nowhere, just floating in the air all on its own.
Then I saw something move.
A shadow shifted in front of the fire, stretching across the floor towards me.
It stretched and twisted, changing shape until it looked like a hand reaching out towards me.
I took a step back, bumping into the wall behind me.
My heart was pounding so loud that I could barely hear myself think.
There’s nothing there, I told myself.
It’s just a shadow.
Then why is it moving?Another shadow shifted behind the first one, stretching across the floor towards me as well.
And then another one, and another one, until the entire room was filled with moving shadows that were reaching out towards me from all directions.
I couldn’t move or speak or even breathe.
All I could do was stand there staring at them in shock.
A deep voice whispered inside my head, breaking through the silence.
“You have to come inside,” it said.
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As soon as I had seen my friends coming and knew that I wasn’t the only one standing here anymore, I felt relieved — and I never would have thought that it was possible for the two people I trusted the most to ever make me feel scared or nervous or anxious in any way… but apparently, they could, because I was their friend, too, and friends could have an effect on you that simply no one else ever could, no matter what.
The shadows were reaching out towards me, and I was about to reach back when something else caught my eye instead: a book lying open on a dusty old table in the center of the room, its pages fluttering like someone was turning them from behind, even though there was nobody there.
But now that Theo and Lila were here, I felt so much better already: as long as they were with me, nothing could scare me or hurt me, I was sure of that — and that was all that mattered to me right now, because I was standing in the shadow of the magic academy once again, and it felt like we were standing in the very center of a huge maze, surrounded by walls that were so tall that we could never hope to see the other side or escape, no matter what we did.
Something about that book was pulling me towards it, tugging at my insides, trying to drag me closer and closer with every passing moment until I was standing right in front of it, staring down at its open pages and wondering what was inside that was so important.
Lila was clutching her bag in one hand and holding it close to her chest as if it contained something that was very precious to her — which was actually the case, because when Lila’s bag contained anything at all, no matter what it was, it was precious to her, and she would have done anything to protect it from harm or danger, even if there was nothing in it for her to be afraid of or worried about today.
The book was filled with pages and pages of writing, but I couldn’t understand any of it because it was in another language, not English or Spanish or anything else that I recognized.
But then the pages shifted, and I saw that there were pictures inside too, beautiful illustrations that looked like they were moving, just like the shadows in front of me, except they were still instead of shifting and changing shape.
Theo was leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets and his eyes closed as if he didn’t want to see anything anymore or hear anything either — but he must have opened his eyes again at some point, because he was still looking at me when I turned around to face him and ask him why he was here with Lila now that he had finally found me.
Each picture showed different things: a sorcerer casting spells with a wave of his hand, a dragon breathing fire while flying through the sky, a castle floating high above the ground in a shimmering bubble that looked like water, and so many other things that I had never seen before in my life, not even in books or movies or stories.
He looked like he was still lost in thought and hadn’t heard my question at all, but then he turned to look at Lila instead and seemed to think for a moment before he answered: “I… don’t know,” he said after a while and shrugged his shoulders helplessly, but I could tell that he wasn’t lying or trying to keep anything from me even though I knew that there must be something about this place that he didn’t want me to know about yet — but what could it possibly be?
But there was something else about them too: something familiar, even though I had never seen them before either.
I didn’t know anymore than Theo did, so why shouldn’t I know?
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It was like there was something inside me that recognized them and knew what they were already, even if I didn’t understand how or why.
The pictures were so detailed and realistic that it felt like I could reach out and touch them if I tried, even though they were just drawings on a page.
The people and places looked like they could be real, like I could walk through the page and enter their world if I wanted to.
As I looked closer, I saw that some of the pictures were moving a little bit too, even though they were still mostly still.
In one picture, I saw a figure in the center of the page surrounded by swirling shadows in all directions, just like the ones that were reaching out towards me from the wall right now.
In another picture, I saw what looked like a landscape with rolling hills and trees made out of glowing light, so bright that I could barely look at them without squinting my eyes so much that I couldn’t see anything anymore, not even the shadows that were reaching out towards me from all directions.
This wasn’t the kind of magic that I knew or had ever seen before in my life: simple spells or enchantments that you could learn from a book or a teacher or an old lady who lived down the street from you in exchange for some cookies or something else to eat or whatever you had in your pockets at the time.
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