This is some sort of dream. I know Ashton explained to me I'd be confronted by a random group of people around this time. But I can't understand anything that's happening right now. It is possible that this is actually true? Is magic real? That would explain what happened that day I was in the field with Ashton. Seeing things that weren't there, hearing voices of people who weren't even around us. This is crazy talk! I'm on drugs right now, someone did something to me.
"Do you understand me, Blake? Every piece of information said here is very important."
Oh God, has this woman been talking to me the whole time. She basically just sounds like a ringing in my ears. Maybe I'm in shock. "Um, can you repeat that miss?"
"You cannot be doing this Blake, the minute you mess up everything will go wrong very quickly. Pay attention"
I scratch at my shoulder nervously while another individual in a cloak scoffed at the situation. "I apologize, I'm just a bit frazzled right now. What did you say?
"Blake you're being given a very strong power."The lady in the robe grabs my hands. "You need to be able to control it. But weall know you already can. That's why you were chosen."
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The secret life of Blake Wilson
FantasyImagine all those mythical stories that your parents would tell you before bed every night. How every child would wish that they could be in those stories. That such things could even exist. But what if they did? What if you had the chance to actual...
