Dark Dragon
She could see no signs of his beating, not a single bruise.
“I know, it’s weird,” the mind- link again.
“I’m beginning to think I am dreaming, or criminally insane,” she answered back in her mind.
“Well, little girl, let’s go to breakfast, and you will get your answers.”
“Ok,” Madchen said, reluctantly. Did she really want to know what the hell was going on? Maybe she was on an acid mushroom trip, or went down the rabbithole with Alice.
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