Demon of My Dreams

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“Truly, you are lost my beloved. Yet, I can change that...just come home...” Seraphina stared at the creature, and its many eyes smiled into her own. The longer she stared, the more she began to lose touch with herself. Who was being perceived? Studied like a bug beneath a magnifying glass? Yes, why shouldn't she go home? It would be so easy to slip away, to just relinquish her control and sink into the all-consuming light. It would be so, so easy, and maybe it would even be for the best. She wasn’t powerful, like Alios. She didn't have Sangye's strength. She couldn’t fight for herself, stand tall against adversity the way they could. All that she was is a mistake. A magic-less princess of a murderous realm with nothing to her name and a curse on her head. On her own, she was weak. Like

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