Blue
"Do you agree to this?'' Magnus calls me out to snap me out of my thoughts—or should I say, whatever it is I just saw. I don't even know if it is the past or the present. I just know that they are either dead or they would be killed.
The only person that I can think of that would be responsible for this is Analise. My mother is the one person we need to get rid of. "Yes sir,'' I answer immediately, trying to snap out of it. Suddenly, it all makes sense, the fact that I felt like something was wrong. A smile resides on his face but it feels like this is not real.
Like they are not really here. The only scents that feel real are Gyles and Rex. They are the only ones that are real in this room.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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