Don´t go to the forest
—I don't have the foggiest idea ,— jibber jabber , seeing the purple lines that extend from the focal point of the centers of my hands and end up turning into basically something like little lightning bolts when they reach the tips of my fingers.
"Just, whatever you're doing, stop ."
"That's the thing, Angely," the anxiety building inside me as the lines and little lightning bolts spread up my arms until they reach the rest of my body, "I'm not busy."
Both Angel and Jay pull back, creating some distance from me as purple sparkles shoot from me. Then, at that point, the lights in the room detonate, all simultaneously, flashes of power that mix with mine. A caution begins to sound somewhere fa
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