Chapter Four: Between, Betwixt

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"There is a differnce, Cerulean. It would do you good to rememeber that." I look down.

"Sorry Ms. Rose," I say.

"As well you should be. And must I remind you to stop trying to escape?"

"No Ms. Rose."

"Is there somthing you would like to ask me Cerulean?"

"Can I still call you China?"

"I consider you a friend."

"Yes then?"

"Of course, Cerulean Frost."

I smile and walk off.

The mist drifts around me, filling in the emty places that make up the world. i breath in the darkness and the forgetting as I walk, just like everyday. Nothing ever changes here. That was the reason I got such a big welcome I suppose. I was a change from the constant monotone.

After that things started to return to normal. Or as normal as it gets down below.

Work in Progress by Rose!

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