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Forty-Seven

Nobody is as powerful as we make them out to be.

            I do not know just how much time passes since Silas has left us.

            Regardless, it was still quiet. Whatever part of my hair that used to be wet from the pond has now dried up and without using a comb, it had gone and frizzed up. Yohan was still looking at the direction Silas had wandered off to. I have not asked why Silas was even out here this early. Has a month passed already? He did mention that he would visit occasionally but isn’t this a little too early?

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