[ CHAPTER.. 4 ]
Mara chuckled as Carmilla was breathing heavily. ' We managed to get the potatoes! '
Mara held the potato sack up high in triumphant. ' Didn't we rob the man? '
Carmilla felt bad, ' Nonsense, we didn't rob him, just, helping him get rid of stuff! '
Mara held Carmilla's hand, ' I have a special place for us. ' Carmilla struggled to ease the grip.
' What if... I don't want to go Mara? ' Carmilla managed to get out of her grasp, putting her hand—on her arm.
' What do you mean Carm...? ' Mara looked at her. ' But, our fun? ' Mara shook.
' What about our fun? I'm not dumb Mara, I now know what we were really doing. '
' No. You don't know. '
Mara bashed her in the head with the potato sack, making a loud thud.
Carmilla awoke, not remembering what happened previously. ' Carm, your awake! '
' Mmm.. what happened? ' Carmilla shakily got up, she was somnolent.
Mara helped her up, ' Oh, the baker hit you... and I scared him away! ' She smiled.
' ah... mm.. ok. ' Carmilla scratched her head, wobbling. Mara took her hand running.
A ominous glow from the forest, it seemed like it was approached, but, they were approaching
Carmilla covered her eyes with her arm, uncovering to see a magic cove. Glimmering taciturn— water.
Unique screamed in here, Carmilla developed enamor for this place already.
Mara looked up, watching doves fly by, the wind gusting perfectly in her hair.
A wonderland, all for themselves.
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Whisperer of the Imaginary.
Mystery / ThrillerCarmilla, a normal girl. Was sent to a mental hospital for unknown reasons it seemed, but what Carmilla didn't notice, was her friend wasn't real. As Carmilla escapes the mental hospital, she is led by her imaginary friend, Mara into a mysterious, "...
