“I would prefer to go back for the moment. It is ... pretty disturbing already”
With a deep breath, Stelle focused on the thread connecting her to her original body. Slowly, she let go, allowing her consciousness to retreat. The world shifted again, and when she opened her eyes, she was back in her own body.
March sat up in her own form, stretching dramatically. “Phew! Okay, that was officially the weirdest experience of my life. And I’ve done some pretty weird stuff!”
Stelle smiled. “I know some of them, it felt as if I've done them myself”
March looked speechless, and blushed hard. “You saw that, I forgot! Ah, it's so embarassing!”
And then, March fled. Stelle remained seated on the sofa, her mind still lingering on the connection she’d felt. Even with March away, the Trailblazer girl felt as if a part of the icy girl remained with her. A very brittle part, that Stelle interpreted as not so much time spent as March. This power wasn’t just about control—it was about understanding. To truly walk the path of others, she would need to see the world through their eyes, feel their struggles, and embrace their strengths. At least, that's what she understands. But now, what awaits her?
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