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Yeah, I went back to Earth.
I don’t know why,
there’s very little
to use for magic there.
There used to be,
according to some old demons and monsters.
But all the roads and cars and cities and warehouses and lights
sucked it up
dug it out
and stirred it in
hot oil
until it gummed up
to a useless mash,
and on the other side of the portal
from the Realm of Green Dragons
my skin broke out
with the dryness of it,
and I got why the demons
described my homeworld like that,
as a gummy, useless mash,
and I got why the school was here;
without much magic,
the students couldn’t do anything too crazy.
But I didn’t immediately run back for the magic
of the Realm of Green Dragons,
I just let the portal close behind me,
because maybe this was why I returned.
I didn’t want myself doing anything
too crazy.
So I inhaled the outback air
deeply.
My sponge lungs crackled.
Then I thumped my copper stick to the rocks
and put my hood up to the winter sun
and
walked.
Welcome home, Isabel.