Women Love Fest - Day Six - Bonnie Bennett
In the brief lulls between catastrophes Bonnie tries to learn as fast as she possibly can.
She has the feeling that is isn't supposed to go this way. Learning from stolen grimoires through trial and error. Hoping none of the errors will be big enough to kill her. Or anyone else.
She's already proved herself capable of making vampire-rings, so after a brief skim of the basics on amulets, she skips it. She doubts she has time to go back to the beginning.
Gram always said to start from the beginning. That mistakes you make at the start will pile up and pile up until they bury you. That a strong foundation is the most important part of a house.
Gram wasn't the best friend of a trouble-magnet in a vampire town. Bonnie doesn't have the luxury of starting small, learning slow and proper. This is the deep end and damn it, Bonnie's going to swim.
She skips boneset tea, goes straight to life for a life energy transfer. Skips making light, goes straight to making fire.
It's a struggle and she gets nose bleeds and terrible headaches and Jeremy worries about her with his customary lack of subtlety or tact.
Elena doesn't want her to push it, wants everyone to be safe, values her life too much, hey, Bonnie values her life, too. But she really has no interest in being safe.
Another luxury she can't afford.
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There are beautiful parts to magic, too. Bonnie doesn't get to see a lot of them, what with all the constant portents of doom around here, but they're there.
She can light candles with a thought, now. Spin leaves into a dancing whirlwind, raise dewdrops to refract the sunlight into a million rainbows.
But there's no real purpose to it, except that it lifts her spirits and she doesn't do it often.
Showing Elena that she could levitate feathers was, sadly, maybe the last time she felt nothing but joy about her power.
The side she's on is in one long, running battle after another and this life is getting harder and harder but you can't choose your friends, you can only choose where you stand and Bonnie has chosen.
She shakes it off. She has responsibilities and she will shoulder them.
She's the witch of Mystic Falls.
In other news, I watched the pilot for Secret Circle last night and I've been humming the signature ~mysterious tune~ from it for forty minutes straight. It's only sixteen notes long. Good thing no one else is in archives this morning.