ve no craving for food so I am out to look for Damien, as I worry that he may have actually found a way to go witho
fluidly ducks Damien's punch in time as her foot meets his knees, propelling him down on the other knee before he could help h
vanished. He yet again looks defeated, only more this time, ange
be the only reason why she has such potency and a speed that overcomes that of a Vampire. She is an attractive, young witch, a
cks, which gives her the upper hand." 'Witch trick
er she is here to spy on Coral shore after she murde
ed me before I could make a move!" Damien stares at me as if blaming me for
rne notices," I mumble as I turn around to leave. Trying to t
ppened will be the worst. I slowly close the door behind me as I reach to his bed, se
en when there is nothing aside from the words 'Exorcize the evil, free the w
ometimes I find myself thinking how to actually free the 'world' f
, only then realizing that he is not alone in the roo
ore; he wants to shift it to either Damien or me, but considering that the former is short-temper
Lucerne," I repeat when
ord Kip tomorrow." I perch on Lucerne's bed, my eyes raking through his dreadful figure. "I guess that I am just sa
woods together and returning to the bed. Lucerne watches me as I speak to hi
t on leaving to find a way to protect the Shore. He warned us about that, encouraged us to maintain our morals and continue living our lives the way we did. However
t there planning an invasion." I see Lucerne eyes flutter, suddenly taking the shape of a saucer. He must be shocked, and I feel
et more powerful and come after us? What would be the purpose of hiding then? Just imagine a witch already breakin
e the same experience of the former nights coming back to me; hyp
ind a space to tag comfort. I stare blankly at the ceiling, not reali
g that does not seem like a dream. Though my eyes are closed, and I am anywh
my room and walking through the Copse to the sea after a long, sweaty night. Thus, I could not stop the smile that spread across my lips a
rt as a mighty gust of wind invades me. It carries me without warning and
the feeling of skidding down a cliff besets me. My survival instinct kic
o fast on me when an unseen force drives me deep into the Sea despite the torr
and the fierce winds immediately ceasing its assaults. Yet, I sink deep into the
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