𝐸𝓁𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃
"Wake up."
...
"Please! Wake up."
...
"Wake up!"
I jump and pull my arm. I wince. What... what happened? The last thing I saw was... witchcraft. My heart freezes. I look up at the girl with white hair. She looks at me. She pulls me up. I push her off of me. I grab my sword. I point it at her.
"Who are you?" I ask.
"What?" She asks.
"What are you? A witch?" I ask.
"... Kind of." She shrugs.
"Stay back!" I yell.
"Please, please help me. I... I'm terrified." She says.
"Did you... did you send those things?" I ask.
"No! No, of course not." She says.
"Good. Good." I wince.
I feel my face. There's blood leaking out.
"Please, let me-" She reaches for me.
I push her hand.
"I don't want to hurt you. I want to fix it. Please." She looks at me.
I let out a breath.
"Fine." I say.
I lower my hand. She puts her hand on my scar. I wince. Her hand feels so smooth and so warm. I feel something warming. I see white light glowing from her hand. It doesn't hurt. I look at her. She was beautiful. She wore a red cloth along with a long white dress. Her dress had flowers weaved onto them. Her hair was tied back by a feather made pin.
"Thank you for saving me." She says.
"I can... I can say the same about you." I say.
"My name is Shi Yu by the way." She says.
"Shang Li." I say.
"Nice to meet you." She smiles.
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