I just-- I just thought it would be fun to hang out with you but I didn't want him to get all weird,"I unlocked the door and let her into the passenger seat of my car. I closed the door behind her, then walked around to the drivers side and got in."He just-- he's kind of a weird guy," she finished.He's a weird guy. Coming from her. I wondered where that really put him.I started my car and began to drive home. "Katie, I don't know about you, but-- I don't know, this is kind of stupid..." What?" I mean. I kind of got the impression-- maybe this was wrong-- that you and I might..." What do you mean?" The tone in her voice seemed to signify that she knew exactly what I meant.I looked at her. She was staring at me intensely. And not unhappily."I think you know what I mean. Isn't that what this was about? Sure, we could draw in your sketchbooks and watch a movie-- but... I was hoping we weren't only going to draw and watch movies, Katie."She was quiet for a moment. Lights passed by our. Made her father confront the truth, before he killed her.She was dead, though. Wasn't she? What else could she be, when she wastrapped in nothing but inky darkness as far as the eye could see."I'm sorry, Fellosa. You'll have to go on that journey without me..." And what would be the point in that?" came a slightly annoyed voice.Suddenly, there was a woman standing in front of Eliza. A woman with jetblack hair, dark eyes, and a slightly arched left eyebrow."Felossa?" Eliza whispered, hardly able to believe it."Endrosa, actually," the woman murmured. As she spoke, her featuresshifted, her face becoming a touch more angular, her eyes a shade darker.Her hair, already jet black, now seemed to blend in so smoothly with thedarkness of the void that it was all but impossible to tell where the oneended and the other began. Her skin, always pale, now looked almostdevoid of color.Behind her back stretched a pair of translucent purple wings. "That'sbetter," she murmured. "I know it was only for.
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