by The Awethors
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Huddling together, the girls stared at us with a look of concern. Daisy being the eternal mother hen walked to them and held out her hands. “You are safe,” she said, softly. “We are here to give you a gift. One that you will need to promise to protect.”
Holding the book that we had written in the library, Blaze gave it to Camille and said, “You have been chosen to help us with a very important task. The words in this book will answer your questions.”
“Why should we trust you?” Camille glared. “We don’t even know who you are.”
Viv stepped in between Blaze and Camille, “We will read the book,” she said, extending her hand to take it. As she held the silver book in her hands, the elemental design on the cover glowed.
Nice touch. I thought to myself.
“We don’t know them, Viv,” Camille said, trying to take the book. “They will probably kill us before the night is over.”
Not letting her take it, she said, “Camille, don’t you feel the energy from them? I have felt it since the library. They are special. What can it hurt to read this and see what it is about?”
Sitting down, she opened the book and carefully began to read it. Michelle and Lucy each took a seat beside her. Michelle called to their friend, “Cami, come join us.”
Releasing our glamour, we said our goodbye to the girls. With a look of shock, they hesitantly waved.
I said, “Call us when you are ready.”
With those words, we transformed into colored balls of light and floated off. Sitting in a tree above them, we changed into the smaller versions of ourselves and watched as the girls returned to the book.
