have could adequately portray what I see.”
Curious, I asked, “What colors do you see in her aura?”
“That’s just it, I see every color of the spectrum and colors I didn’t know existed.”
“All at once?” Carson asked.
“No, she constantly flickers as if her being isn’t sure of who and what it is.”
Carson sat in the chair in front of me. “Maybe it’s some sort of force field Dedrick created so you can’t see her real aura.”
“I don’t like this,” I grumbled. “We need to find a way to get Maryah away from her.”
“Or,” Carson mused. “Maybe she’s exactly what Maryah needs to help her remember who she is.”
I stood. “How could she help Maryah with that?”
“Louise said Rina’s energy flickers like she’s trying to decide who she is. I can’t help but notice the similarity. Maryah does the same thing with her memories. They come and go, and as much as she wants to remember who she was, something is preventing it. Maybe Rina struggles in the same way with her power. What if the universe crossed their paths so they could help each other?”
Louise tucked her fist under her chin as we both considered Carson’s suggestion.
I had to consider any suggestion of Carson’s because his intelligence, as young as he was, far outweighed mine, but this theory felt like a stretch. “I’m not sure I understand how you made such a huge leap to connect Rina’s flickering aura with Maryah’s struggle to retrieve her memories. What aren’t you telling us, exceptionally wise little brother of mine?”
He tugged at the strings hanging from his hood while his knee bounced. “I might have been influenced by one of Dakota’s comics.”
I rolled my eyes.
“His story made sense,” Carson argued. “And it was pretty badass too. This shooting star turned into a girl as she fell to Earth, and her energy was so powerful she gave Maryah back all of her memories.”
“Carson,” I chided.
“I like that story,” Louise said happily. “I hope our shooting star stranger visits again soon.”
“What?” I gawked at her. “Return in Maryah’s body again? Are you mad?” I stood, staring down at Carson. “And stop encouraging Dakota with his comic nonsense.”
“You should read more comics. Maybe some hero mojo would rub off on you.” Carson slid forward, bumping his foot against mine. “Look, I’ve been waiting for someone to suggest my next idea because I feel bad being the only one to state the obvious, but I’ll be nice and dismiss it to everyone being too distracted or worried to see it.” Carson raised his brows at me. “Want to take a stab at our next big move before I take the credit?”
I had no idea what he was talking about. “I give credit when it’s due. Go on.”
“Rina visited us. You saw the difference between her and Maryah.” He glanced expectantly at me and Louise. “Come on, really? Still no clue what I’m about to say?”
I shook my head.
Carson sighed. “You saw Rina’s soul. Rina is with Maryah. Stop sitting around here and traverse to them.”
Louise straightened.
“I saw Rina’s soul through Maryah’s eyes,” I argued.
“But you saw distinct differences, right?”
“Of course.” I stared at him, contemplating whether something so obvious and easy could work.
“You could traverse to where they are,” Carson continued. “You could see for yourself where they’re being kept. You could even traverse the girl back here, although I wouldn’t recommend it until we know for sure she isn’t working with Dedrick.”
“That might actually work,” Louise said. “But what if Nathan appears when Dedrick is there?”
“Then he traverses back home.”
“It’s worth a try,” Louise urged.
My heart was racing at the possibility. I most certainly wouldn’t traverse Rina back here and put everyone in danger, but knowing more about Maryah’s location and how her soul was being trapped would help us figure out a way to free her.
I
Curious, I asked, “What colors do you see in her aura?”
“That’s just it, I see every color of the spectrum and colors I didn’t know existed.”
“All at once?” Carson asked.
“No, she constantly flickers as if her being isn’t sure of who and what it is.”
Carson sat in the chair in front of me. “Maybe it’s some sort of force field Dedrick created so you can’t see her real aura.”
“I don’t like this,” I grumbled. “We need to find a way to get Maryah away from her.”
“Or,” Carson mused. “Maybe she’s exactly what Maryah needs to help her remember who she is.”
I stood. “How could she help Maryah with that?”
“Louise said Rina’s energy flickers like she’s trying to decide who she is. I can’t help but notice the similarity. Maryah does the same thing with her memories. They come and go, and as much as she wants to remember who she was, something is preventing it. Maybe Rina struggles in the same way with her power. What if the universe crossed their paths so they could help each other?”
Louise tucked her fist under her chin as we both considered Carson’s suggestion.
I had to consider any suggestion of Carson’s because his intelligence, as young as he was, far outweighed mine, but this theory felt like a stretch. “I’m not sure I understand how you made such a huge leap to connect Rina’s flickering aura with Maryah’s struggle to retrieve her memories. What aren’t you telling us, exceptionally wise little brother of mine?”
He tugged at the strings hanging from his hood while his knee bounced. “I might have been influenced by one of Dakota’s comics.”
I rolled my eyes.
“His story made sense,” Carson argued. “And it was pretty badass too. This shooting star turned into a girl as she fell to Earth, and her energy was so powerful she gave Maryah back all of her memories.”
“Carson,” I chided.
“I like that story,” Louise said happily. “I hope our shooting star stranger visits again soon.”
“What?” I gawked at her. “Return in Maryah’s body again? Are you mad?” I stood, staring down at Carson. “And stop encouraging Dakota with his comic nonsense.”
“You should read more comics. Maybe some hero mojo would rub off on you.” Carson slid forward, bumping his foot against mine. “Look, I’ve been waiting for someone to suggest my next idea because I feel bad being the only one to state the obvious, but I’ll be nice and dismiss it to everyone being too distracted or worried to see it.” Carson raised his brows at me. “Want to take a stab at our next big move before I take the credit?”
I had no idea what he was talking about. “I give credit when it’s due. Go on.”
“Rina visited us. You saw the difference between her and Maryah.” He glanced expectantly at me and Louise. “Come on, really? Still no clue what I’m about to say?”
I shook my head.
Carson sighed. “You saw Rina’s soul. Rina is with Maryah. Stop sitting around here and traverse to them.”
Louise straightened.
“I saw Rina’s soul through Maryah’s eyes,” I argued.
“But you saw distinct differences, right?”
“Of course.” I stared at him, contemplating whether something so obvious and easy could work.
“You could traverse to where they are,” Carson continued. “You could see for yourself where they’re being kept. You could even traverse the girl back here, although I wouldn’t recommend it until we know for sure she isn’t working with Dedrick.”
“That might actually work,” Louise said. “But what if Nathan appears when Dedrick is there?”
“Then he traverses back home.”
“It’s worth a try,” Louise urged.
My heart was racing at the possibility. I most certainly wouldn’t traverse Rina back here and put everyone in danger, but knowing more about Maryah’s location and how her soul was being trapped would help us figure out a way to free her.
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