THE WRONG TWIN FOR THE RIGHT ALPHA
I nodded, crossing my legs and raising my hands, mimicking the magician's gestures.
“Sophie, perform smooth movements, feel the magic and its nuances. Not just the scents but the sensations. Close your eyes and establish a connection!” Denver instructed.
I followed his guidance, realizing that space and time had an indifferent fragrance with a cooler temperature; dreams and nightmares had various sensations and scents, somewhat sweet and yet bitter, fluctuating between warm and mild. As for the mind and spirit, they brought serenity and a distinct lightness, and their scents resembled rain-laden clouds, conveying a reassuring feeling.
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