The Psychic

The psychic went quiet, she wasn't sure how to react to the woman in front of her. At first sight, she looked normal, but the psychic could feel the power that resided in the woman.
"Excuse me, ma'am?"
The woman turned to look at the psychic.
"Yes?"
"Where are coming from?"
"Huh......The north planet. Why?"
"I sense that you have great power."
The woman glanced at the takeoff schedule, before walking over to the psychic
"what kind?"
"The kind that belongs to a hero."
The woman smiles for a split second before her face fell again.
"Thanks, it was nice meeting you, but I've got a ship to catch."
Before the psychic could say something, the woman was already lost in the crowd.
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Based off of this writing prompt


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