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"Do you know why we brought you here?" Will asked me. It was hard to hear him. He was just barely whispe...
I looked up at Thomas as he stuttered. My breath was ragged and my eyes couldn't stay in one spot. I felt Thomas's hand go in my hair, and I couldn't help but smile through my tears. "Your hair... your hair is red." He whispered. I looked up at him and blinked, turning to look at my long hair, my eyes going wide. "Wh-What?" I stuttered. I looked at him. "A-Are my eyes still green?" Thomas looked at me, nodding quietly. "You ears are different too..." he whispered. I then stood up, clasping the glowing light close to my chest. My wisp had appeared out of nowhere, so I just ran to it. I bumped Angelica on the way, but even I hadn't felt it. I looked to the nearest window, my eyes going wide as I went up and touched my now pointed ears. People had started to gather around me.
"Maybe it's the wisp of concealment?" One of them whispered. "No, it's the wisp of truth." Another said. Soon the room was soon filled with whispers, almost all of them disagreeing with one another and saying it was something different. I slowly let go of the glowing light as it drifted away a bit, and I smiled softly. The wisp flickered, then floated up, touching my forehead.
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It began to show happy images. The ones that stood out the most were the ones of wedding dances and parties. Everyone there was happy, everyone there had a tranquil air to them, but at the same time had bursts of excitement coming from every direction. With every beat of the drums, everyone would jump. With every beautiful vibrate of the violin, everyone would cheer.
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But... happiness doesn't last. A war scene drifted into my view, with men panicking and running for cover, some being shot down in the process. I could feel tears run down my face. I wanted to help them. But it only took one touch for me to realize that this was only a memory. Someone came running from behind me, and I turned around, screamed, and ducked, ready for someone to kick me away or for someone to ask if I was okay. But it never came. The man just ran right through me.
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I blinked, staring as that very man got shot down. This memory also faded, going as quickly as it came. Memories that didn't belong to me flashed through my mind. Dancing, death, childbirth, torture... these were a few among many things that came to me. It was like the history of the world was being pushed onto me. I suddenly dropped off in a grassy field, and I stared out into the serene plains. I looked around, then spotted people walking in my direction. I drifted over. It was a couple. One was a red-haired beauty and the other was an older brunette male. The man smiled at me. He looked like an aged Will with long, pointed ears. I stared at them. Looking closer at the woman, she looked quite a bit how I did now.
