Upon my sleep I had a single memory with Alexandra. My mother. " Mum?"
" Yes Genevieve?"
" Where is Chrissy ( Christina)?"
" Urmmmm. She's just o-out with . . . . . . . Dad."
" Oh. But dads in the war mum! You said so!"
" Noooo! I said N- nan. Not dad."
" Oh. Ok." My stupid 4 year old brain! I think.
***
"Gen. Gen. Gen. Gen. Gen. Gen. G-"
"Ok, ok. I'm up."I reply." Ouuuuuchhhhh."
" it's ok. Claire got you a potion." She offers the glass bottle to me, and I sip gratefully. I sigh."It works well doesn't it?"
"Yeah. It does."
"We're going to see her tomorrow ya know?"
"Yes" I reply. "I know."
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Chaos
FantastikEveryone thinks that her wings make her corrupted. Make her dangerous. Make her a threat. But she believes that they make her better. Make her stronger. Make her powerful. Genevieve Royale doesn't know which one is right. Doesn't know who to trust. ...
