The Thought that Counts

A moment of peering around the group was all it took for the girl to lock eyes with the snow colored man, and her heart stilled in her chest. He.. he was looking straight through her. With eyes like blood and fire, she could scarcely rip her gaze away until the golden woman started speaking again. Then, she ripped away from his visual hold and focused. Ignoring him.

Illusion's mind spun with Talyssa's words. Intuition is a tool, not a master. She could almost taste the irony. But she managed to keep her face neutral, if a bit confused. So, they were supposed to trust their intuition but not let it control them? Illusion was skeptical, her silver eyes narrowing slightly as she looked at Talyssa. How would they know when to listen and when to ignore it? If it led them to water, but they shouldn't drink it, what was the point of following it in the first place?

She tried to keep her expression respectful, but she couldn't hide the confusion on her face. The contradiction gnawed at her. As was the stare of the ivory man.

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