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Sharp and opinionated Purple is one of the last residents of what's left of...
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NO MATTER THE sentence that Magenta wished to pass, I would resist.
I had resolved to agree with anything but death; service, being under constant surveillance —or even taking ability suppressors. I would lie and accept anything if it meant that I could go back to Adam.
Magenta was rightfully a little stuck on me causing people to sleep, but she did not dwell on it. The fact that the spell wore off and was even less effective on creatures of magic was an aid to my case.
"After reviewing the situation," the Dreamcatcher sighed, "it is difficult to accept this unusual occurrence. There are too many variables —too many risks. Even if you lead a quiet life, there is no guarantee that nothing ill will come of your abilities."
"What does that mean specifically?" I questioned.
Magenta's expression did not change, but her irritation simmered. It was clear that she now wanted to be done with all of this —as though I were the one wasting her time. "It means that you have two options."
"One of them is death," quipped the Elf.
"Be quiet," the Dreamcatcher ordered, denying him even the basic attention of a glance. "Ignore him," she told me. "I will tell you the real options."
My jaw clenched as I braced myself to hear it.
But Magenta was then interrupted before she had even opened her mouth again.
