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The Reddest Red

A room which is uncomfortably quiet and a girl who is even more so weirdly quiet, other than her breathing nothing shows that she is alive. But inside her head there is a storm brewing ever since she decided to get out of that place. People with super powers. Not an imagination anymore?? People having powers divided between the evil path and the path of righteousness?? In the midst of all this, a blooming heartwarming romance as the saying goes 'Even in the times of war, love is still there.' So let's go on a journey together with me to further find out- Who's the girl? Why is she trying to leave? What will the future hold for her? ------------------------------------------------------------ "Stop!" she said to him. "First, tell me how do you know about these things." "You don't believe me, do you?" he asked her. Even after waiting to hear her reply for about a minute, when he didn't hear anything he said, "It's because you don't remember the things you have seen." "Then tell me everything. Everything that I have forgotten." she replied. ------------------ Image by Sunny Daye from Pixabay.

blossoms_hkhk · Fantasi
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Where is Katie?

Merry immediately tried to change the subject, hoping that Miles wouldn't keep asking about Cole.

 

 

"Are you coming to the exhibition next week?" Merry asked, desperate to shift the focus onto the upcoming exhibition where her artworks were going to be displayed.

 

Miles hesitated for a moment, maybe he realized that Merry was trying to avoid the topic about Cole. So, instead of pressing further, he replied, "Yes, of course I wouldn't miss it for the world."

 

 

Relieved, Merry smiled and said, "Great!

 

 

"Your parents will be there too, right?" Miles asked as he knew Mr. Rogers and Mrs. Miller were not that of a fan of Merry pursuing a career in art.

 

Merry's smile faded slightly, but she quickly regained her composure and replied, "I'm not sure."

 

"Oh," Miles replied, sensing that the topic of Merry's parents was a sensitive one.