Lisa awoke with a start, the echoes of her dreams still dancing in her mind, the low rumble of thunder murmured through the quiet house. The house was deathly still, the only sound Lisa could hear was her own heartbeat pounding in her ears. The hairs on her neck tingled when suddenly there was a knock at the door.
“Lisa?” It was her father, and he knocked again. “Lisa?”
She sat up, and the door opened with a complaining creak. In the bluish moonlight, she could see the contours of his face.
“I was in the middle of a dream.” She said, and she screwed her face up, working hard to recall the escaping narrative. “I think Archimicarus was there.”
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Unfamiliar Familiar
Random"It's my favorite series! It's about this girl named Lisa and she's a witch! - I mean, she doesn't know she's a witch at first, and she has a familiar, which is sorta like this spirit companion that everyone in the world has. And hers is a talking f...
