This may be worth remembering...

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...so I'll jot it down before I go to sleep. I had an interesting dream last night. I rarely remember my dreams, and in this case I have little more than impressions of moods and settings, but, unlike most of my dreams, it left me with a sense of pleasure and comfort. It was about a quarter in a British town - it might have been London or Oxford - where superheroes live alongside other people; the kind of pleasant, civilized middle-class community of professionals, but with more mutual knowledge and friendship than most. Most people knew each other. I dreamed of it in winter, with the snow outside and a good deal of warmth inside. I wonder if I could make a story of it. It would be very different from the usual superhero or wizard story - they always seem to be about the separation and mutual ignorance of normal and magical people, but I think it could be nice to try and imagine a situation in which Hercules helps a little old lady cross the road and later sits and listens to her tales of when she was young.

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The story works to long as the magic belongs to the Weak "Secrets" are kept by the weak, and their job is to reveal a True Hero's True Nature when the Hero is ready to hear it:
Little Old Lady (LOL) thinks that the sulky teen who shoveled her walk is Hercules. She suspects he is a True Hero of the Blood because he does these "acts of kindness" without recognition. LOL needs to know if the teen is a 'Nice Neighbor' or a Hero, so she invites him in for cocoa. Over cocoa they discuss growing up, in her time and his. LOL hints that H. will be surprised to learn how big his world really is, and how Powerful he is within it. He 'p'shaws' that. His dad ran out on his mom, blah blah. LOL reminisces about a heroic act of her own (probably much like your mother does - throwing herself in front of Avoidable Trouble to help someone who needs more than can ever be described.) She lets Hercules pull bits out of her and is suprised to hear a lot of details which are parallel to his own. She tells him how the person she helped grew to help a lot of other people. Hercules leaves a little less certain of his "dead end" future. LOL smiles, knowing she did her job by providing a clearer view of how much power the Hero has to do good. She lit the fire in him, and she can see it blazing.... But she kept the secret and kept it safe, Now, how to spark a fire in that other sulky person slipping down the street?