ARIA
The demon looks at me without breaking eye contact. And this time I feel that this is not just a dream!
“How are you doing this?” I ask him, clenching my fists.
“How do I do what?” he asks lazily.
“How do you meddle with my dreams?!”
“Oh, that,” he nods understandingly, “Easy, Aria, very easy! You are still bearing my mark on your aura, even if you don’t see it. Until it’s gone, I can connect with you when you are weaker… And it just happens so that you are weaker in your dreams! That’s funny really… I thought that for a newbie you will be an easy target. But you surprised me!”
“How do I get rid of your mark?” I grit through my teeth, cutting to the chase.
“And why exactly would I tell you that?” he snorts, “I am really pleased with how everything turns out!”
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