Misty Trees

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Ava Pov Funny how life seems to flash between your eyes on the brink of death. Did I imagine I would die this way? Absolutely not. I knew, though, that if I did die, it would always have been in the service of someone else. These are thoughts that travel through my mind as I feel myself sink further and further into darkness before I drop to the ground. What the hell? I was back outside, near the big lake. The same lake from my dreams last time. Was I dreaming? No. I would know if this was a dream, as a dreamwalker would always know. This felt more like a vision, but what? I sat up and looked towards the huge castle. Its black bricks seemed to glow somehow under the light of the red sky. Same as last time, I looked towards the lake again and saw the lady with the black hair and silve

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