Stand Not Afraid

Illusion followed her brother through the scrubland, feeling something like excitement and a dull sense of suspicion. She trusted Cadaver's judgment, but this impromptu lesson intrigued her. She knew her brother's curiosity often led him away from her, but she was determined not to be left behind any longer.

As they drew closer to the source of the howl, Illusion's silver orbs sharpened into jealous knives. She cast a glance at Cadaver, noting the familiar spark of curiosity in his eyes. All this for some strange woman’s lesson? The girl inwardly seethed as she took a seat next to her brother, molding her expression into one of curiosity and soft innocence as she awaited this lesson.
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