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The sun beams down on me , rays of sunlight grazing over my skin , the golden warmth a comfort to hollow pit in my stomach . Is she well ? Has the sickness spread ? The pestering questions drill a hole in my mind , planting the seed of negativity . I don't quite understand why the moon witch had to leave her imprint on Sage's brain — poisoning her thoughts . I gather that sitting here , in front of the window , only seems to water the seed of negativity that's blooming in my mind . I sigh , heaving my wet strands over my shoulder and stand , tugging at the black shirt's hem .
Kai deliberately told m
