The illusion of green disappeared for her eyes, replacing it with a sight of nothing. White. Naked trees.
What was this place? The creature widened her eyes for the sight and laid down. She was crazy. Crazy.
A sound made her look around in fright, afraid that one of the spirits had gained a body. It was here to mock her, make fun of her. Call her a freak.
Yes, that had to be it. A spirit that was going to bully her. As always.

The spirits always bullied her. She looked up on the naked trees. Why did the sight of green disappear? She liked it. Everything she likes goes away. Even her amulet had disappeared on her way here.
The sound became louder, loud in her reddish colored ears. Her two orbs were looking straight towards where the sound of movement came form; Her heart beating faster with each step.
But it wasn't a spirit. Or maybe? It was red, bigger than her, with white hair. Was it a spirit? A blood spirit, who knew?
The thing came closer, she became more certain that it was a spirit. It looked like it. All red in this white scape.
"Are you hurt?"

The creature stopped breathing. She stared at the thing with her dual colored eyes. Spirits didn't make such noises. Not with their mouths. They said it inside her head. But what did the thing say?
She knew the language it spoke, but hadn't trained her abilities to speak it for years. The creature cleared it's throat, and tried her best.
"Not hurt. Spirits. Haunt...Ed." She didn't know if he would understand her. The deep accent of her native language influenced the words slightly and made them sound stuttering.

He touched her. The creature jumped, moving slightly away from the thing.
Another throw with words. Who was this thing? Why did it speak to her? Why had it approached her? Why did it touch her?
No one ever did. Everyone stayed away. The small creature stared at it's mouth as it spoke again, without any problems.
"Come on now, get up." Get... Up? The creature looked up towards the thing. It looked younger than her.
Why get up? She would love to stay here in this comfy, lush gra.... No. It was white. Not grass. The creature mumbled once again.
"Ma innebunesc..."

But the spirits had disappeared for the moment, probably because of this thing in front of her. She moved her legs and got up from the illusion of warmth, and then stared at the thing.
He looked like an equine, but she didn't recognize his colors. Red and white. She only knew red and black.
Red and black... Her mother. Her mother had been red and black.
She turned her head away from the thing, and stared at it with her white colored eye.
"Cine ești..." She figured halfway through the question that it would not understand her, since it had used the other language. The creature cleared her throat, and tried again.
"Who you?"

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Walk, walk, walk.
"Talk, talk, talk."
'Think, think, think.'