Chapter XXI
“You must be mistaken, child”. Soft-spoken harmony danced past her lips, glittering silvers steadying themselves on the child— whilst she peaked from the shielding green-eyed warlock behind. Although it wasn’t long until she gave him a subtle nudge, pushing him away for some space that was lost during the encounter. “I have no recollection of having a sister”, Clementine added, staring down at her with those scrutinizing eyes of her— eyeing the child’s tiny form, in hopes of determining the era wherein the young girl last lived as human. She gauged every single intricacies on the child’s clothing, devoid of color but still useful in knowing one’s lineage or time. Her dress, though transparent as glass, had also made her conclude that she came from hundreds of years ago, due to the
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