Thread:Abbykurle/@comment-33999335-20180520125803/@comment-32492996-20180601221304

Liliana still looked with a concerned expression at Jetleap, but said nothing.

Lilac thought of Jaxsey and her parents and her sister. They had all died. Yet somehow Liliana being mad at her (doubly, since she had stolen her bike) was worse.

Liliana cursed (it got carried away in the wind) and kicked a plant. Ow! It yelled in Lilacs head That hurt!

“Wh-what?” She sputtered. “You know, nevermind.” She muttered, noticing Jim’s expression and not wanting to volunteer to be mind read. As she walked even just in a circle, thousands of voices crowded her mind, giving her a headache. Some of the voices were feeble (from dying plants, she guessed.) and some were strong. Some were silky and some were rough. There were endless possibilities.