Chapter 94: Longing

"Why don't you use it?" A young girl, no more than 15, asked with a curious expression as she looked toward her friend. She had beautiful red hair with a lovely hairstyle and an adorable dress. Daniela approached her, taking her hands. "Are you afraid?" she asked with concern as she saw the deep blue shade within Evelyn's soul. Evelyn opened her eyes, lowered her head, and nodded slowly. "Yes."

I was afraid of my own magic, my own affinity — fire. I was terribly afraid of its flames. If it were up to me, I would never use it again. Every time I close my eyes, every time I sleep, every time I feel even a sliver of peace, I hear whispers, small whispers in my own voice: "Burn it all." Soft, but constant, like having another version of myself in my ear every single day…

Daniela stayed silent and squeezed her hands a little tighter. "It's alright. You don't need to use it if you don't want to. Don't worry..."

Evelyn, with her head down, nodded again.

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