The Blessings Bridge
by Chrissy Wissler
Any Normal person thinks magic a myth. Anyone worth knowing, knows differently. Magic wanted and it took. Free pizza delivery, free Wi-Fi, freewill.
All of it, fair game.
Blessa of the Blessings Bridge made sure all her landing platforms remained clear of seaweed and seagull shit. An important job, really. Essential, even.
Too bad she hated it.