Yet another prompt I have no idea what to write about. I guess I’ll ramble. Everything has an end. At least in life. Is there an end to numbers? Can the pattern ever end. I don’t know but the pattern is infinitesimal.

The patterns if I open my eyes, is everywhere, I can drill down and see it like I was looking at the atoms in a very powerful microscope. I can bend elements, but all Venatori have have a mental gift. Dorian has a photographic memory. Mia is a minor empath. Jace and his entire family are telepaths. My father is kinetic. Me I see patterns. Not just the elements, but real honest real world patterns.

Because of it the maths and sciences are generally easy for me despite the time I need to study to actually understand what it means. But the patterns are easy. I love the patterns, I can turn it off and I can turn it on with a flip of my mental switch. There are patterns everywhere. They are infinite.

Infinite