My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality; just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean.
There is beauty in your magic. But also great danger. You must learn to control it. Fear will be your enemy.
Remember that episode of Jimmy Neutron where the ending implied that at least the entire episode if not the whole series was the nightmare of a sentient pizza pie