Micha P.O.V.One year later “Come on now, Micha, or we’re going to be late.” Mom calls up the stairs. I laugh as Layla and Mia overtakes me on the stairs, declaring I’m a slowpoke, and pouts when I use my power to jump off the and levitate down, beating them both. Mom just shakes her head at our antics, her eyes alight with emotions I can’t quite place. There’s been a lot of that lately. Ever since she went to see Mirage in Ambrosia about a year ago, as if something in the visit changed something in her or something. She is holding on to a secret that’s easy to tell, but what kind of secret? I keep wondering about it, especially when I wake in the middle of the night with strange nightmares of another adult version of me; a darker version, evil and sinister. I’ve not told anyone about them. Not yet. I don’t know what they mean, or if they mean anything, but right now I just want to get going and see Mirage be crowned twice over. It’s her coronation day, and it’s long awaited. Lucas
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