Not Close Enough
[Sophia] Once again, I'm lying on my bed in the middle of the night, deep in thought. I was about to sleep, but I couldn't stop thinking. I was holding my crystal in my hand and turning it over slowly, watching it glow softly within the darkness. I couldn't stop thinking about what we were all talking about earlier. This whole time... all this time... everytime those creatures tried to attack us, they were really just trying to get this thing out of my hand. If the Demon wanted this thing so badly, how and why did this thing happen to be in my hands? Me of all people? Or... whatever it is I am. I held the crystal over my eyes, trying to see if I could look through it. I watched the color warp and distort my vision. I rolled over in my bed and fidgeted with the crystal in my hand. I've h
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