"Daisy, why are you dressed like a wood nymph?" "What?" 'Shh, Don't Tell him I'm here; there's a party. That's why you're discolored.' "Greasy, I'm Fine," I lied for the millionth time suddenly extremely light-headed. He walked over, placing his hand on my pale forehead, "Babe you're burning up, I'm gonna go get Will," He said as I blankly nodded. 'Keep moving sproutling; we must get to the ceremony sight before moonrise.' Mother snarled. "Yes, Mother," I mumbled as a stumbled on.All Rights Reserved
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