三十六 (Thirty-Six)
"You're just an illusion." I bite into the apple.
"An illusion?! Is that what you see?!" He yells.
I let out a breath. I pull my hair back.
"Truth be told, I don't know what to see anymore. Everything feels like it's fading." I say.
White ribbon... white headband... white... white... white... This place has powerful magic. I spit out the apple. It tastes decayed. I look at it. It's rotting from the inside out. My mouth fills with blood. I wipe my mouth. Typical. I drop it.
"So... if you're not just in my head, who or what are you?" I turn.
"We're your family!" He yells.
I look down.
"I have no family." I grip my head.
I have nothing. I am nothing. I'm just in a whirlwind. I do not remember who I am. Where do I come from? My mind plays tricks on me. It plays with my suffering and twists it. Am I really losing my mind?
"This is just an illusion." I mutter as I turn.
"Stop!" He grabs my arm.
I jump. I feel the vines. My hands start shaking. I can take the suffering from you. Let me take the suffering from you. Stop... no...
"Get away!" I scream.
Black smoke shoots out. He gets thrown back. I grip my arm.
"All he does it get under my skin." I mutter.
"You're shaking." She reaches over.
Vines grab her. Vines grab his too. My eyes widen. I feel a hand on my shoulder.
"Let me take the suffering from you." Han Yo whispers in my ear.
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