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The Old Teeth and the Worn Marks

The Old Teeth and the Worn Marks

Part 4: Babyteeth & Wisdom Teeth



Motel is not a good place to take a break.
In my experience, dreams that faithfully rebuild reality are no better than nightmares.
16 years old, or 15?
For me at that time, the sense of belonging has been strange ... and dispensable.
Female Classmate: Hey!
Tooth Fairy: Hello.
Female Classmate: Oh, are you doing this because ... you care a lot about your teeth?
Female Classmate: Or are you just trying to make your face look good?
Tooth Fairy: Hm ... the latter, I guess.
Female Classmate: Oh. Cool!
Female Classmate: It's just a little weird, you know. Too weird in a crowd!
During my college, I suffered a lot from wisdom teeth.
Female Classmate: Hey, Campbell!
Tooth Fairy: Lena.
Lina: Why didn't you come yesterday? Everyone wants to meet the Campbell girl!
Tooth Fairy: I was occupied.
Tooth Fairy: Attending arca ... a gathering of friends.
Lina: Friends? Arcanists? Or humans?
Tooth Fairy: ... Arcanists.
Lina: Oh, well.
Lina: Poor little Campbell, it must be hard for you!
Lina: Be sure to let me know next time! I'll think of excuses for you.
Lina: I'm not prejudiced, but look ... most arcanists are really not nice to be around.
Lina: Well, not you! You are the exception ...
Tooth Fairy: ... It's fine.
Lina: Fine, fine ... Don't forget the other academic salon this Wednesday. You have to come this time!
Tooth Fairy: Yes.
Tooth Fairy: I'll be there.
The dull pain deep in the roots of my teeth tomented me day and night.
I always had the illution ... that it wasn't a tooth, but more like a knife that my body made for itself, trying to cut me through internally into two separate parts.
Tooth Fairy: Um ... Hiss ...
At that time, my flannel pouch was still empty.
Tooth Fairy: ...
I always fumbled for my only collection late at night on the bed ... that's my first baby tooth, with a tiny hook at the root. It left my body with a twinge of toothache in my childhood.
Mrs. Campbell: My girl, you should remember ... that humans and arcanists are siblings. We form a community.
Mrs. Campbell: We should get along with them.
It doesn't sound difficult, does it?
I tried as much as I could, however, it was far from satisfactory.
At the birthday party of a little girl arcanist, I almost got turned into a groundhog.
Little Girl: That idiot who mingles with humans!
During the joyful group activities in kindergarten, I was pushed into a dirt pit.
Little Boy: That arcanist monster with iron fence!
From this point of view, there is really not many differences between humans and arcanists.
The evil of the children is as naked and pure as their good. The difference is that as they grow up, the kindness is gradually worn out, while the malice is carefully disguised ... things have obviously became worse.
Just because there is no longer blatant hostility, it doesn't mean that hostility doesn't exist.
University Lecturer: In this situation, we should be careful to examine the injuries ...
Lina: Hey, Campbell!
Lina: Is it that nothing would work for this injury? First aid words ...
Tooth Fairy: (Two tooth fairies will work ...)
Tooth Fairy: Yes. There's no first aid treatment in terms of human medicine.
Lina: Uh, excuse me?
Lina: Human medicine?
Tooth Fairy: Sorry ... I just thought that would be more precise.
Lina: Oh, yeah ... I almost forgot.
Lina: You are an arcanist after all.
But it doesn't matter. You're not like them.
Something just kept lingering in my mind from childhood until the night my wisdom tooth fell out.
Maybe an arcanist is just an arcanist, while a human can only be a human.
To earn your own place, you need to be aware that people are entirely different.
Maybe one day they could live in peace, but it wouldn't be because of me, or Campbell, and it wouldn't be now.
I don't intend to spoil the adult's caprice. Although it would be too much to ask a child to take the mission on.
That night, lying on the tiny bed in the dormitory, I listened to the humans breathing around me. I closed my eyes tight, and as usual, I tried to get through the dull pain at the root of my tooth.
The tiny wisdom tooth almost broke through my toothbed, growing stubbornly in my mouth.
Tooth Fairy: ...
Tooth Fairy: Um ...
I used tooth fairies for myself at the end.
The whole process was quick, complete, and painless, along with the sweetness of plums.
At that time I decided on my own path, though not able to understand if it's right.
But undoubtedly, it saved me from myself.