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Let me know what you think of it. Start of Chapter two)
I awake in my bed, yet again, to the sounds of my parents fighting. They never really seemed to rest with that. How are they still married? They don’t even have the same marker color.
I stared up at the ceiling, rethinking that dream. Why did it feel so real? It was just a dream after all. At least I hope it was a dream. Magic, demons, gods, me in the mix? That couldn’t have been real. Something deep down told me otherwise…