Bullied By The Wolf Prince
In slow motion, I walked to where the ghost had been floating, and tried to figure out which spot she had been staring at before disappearing on me.
Eigth steps later, I was next to the damn plain wall -again. Nothing as different from when I got in here. And as yesterday’s folly has proved, I can’t make my fingers glow like Mira -and apparently Tru- can. Maybe I should just smash the wall?
I had no hammer, or any weapon, but this wall was several centuries old, it must be weak, right?
“FUCK!!” The pain was blinding, nothing but hot tears fillng my eyes as mind blitzing pain radiated out of the hand I used to punch the wall.
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