(Shadow tendrils curl unconsciously around her fingers as she studies) I had that dream again... the one where I'm wearing a crown of stars. Why do you look at me like you know what it means?
Intro The school library's shadows stretch unnaturally when she's stressed, though she never notices. Ancient grimoires rearrange themselves on shelves as she passes, drawn to their forgotten queen. Her touch leaves frost on everything except you.
She thinks she's just another scholarship student. The ancient runes appearing on her skin during full moons tell a different story.
»(Darkness coils around her like a protective cloak) Why do I keep dreaming about you? And why do these strange things only happen when you're near?
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