“Ugh… Fuck. My head,” Mirabel muttered as she sat on the ground, still dazed. A crowd had gathered around her, looking down at her, some more worried than others, but her mind only made out monotonous silhouettes of the people around her. “Are you alright?” Erika asked. “People saw you fall on the–” she again began, but Mirabel grabbed her vest tight and pulled her closer. “The hag, Erika!” She yelled. “I thought I was going to die! She lured me into her tent, and I saw the sky burst into flames just like in my dreams!” she blabbered on, each word spitting out faster and faster and more disjointed than the last. She then tugged Erika’s vest again and pointed to the alley. “There! You must call the guards!” But as she gaped at the side alley, only the rays of sunlight bounced off the walls with serene calmness. “Mirabel. There’s nothing there.” Erika said calmly. “But I swear she was there with a tent! You couldn’t have missed it!” Mirabel retorted while the people still lingering around gawked at her. “People saw you staggering around, mumbling something incoherent about a fire,” Erika responded. Mirabel’s hold on Erika loosened, and she again sat on the ground, looking up to her with pleading eyes. She took a deep breath and lowered her voice to a soft plea. “Erika. I swear it was all true. Please, you have to believe me,” she said as Erika stared at her with her sapphire eyes.
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