shortcomings
The change of participating again was making carla want to go in and write,but what was the point ?nothing real happens here, the two people she sees herself talking to:sly and C are now in a diferent set,maybe she should just leave...Walking in the presence of yourself can always be tricky,when you have years of this experience ,you kinda get hold of the trick.
"Cassandra,what are you doing here?I thought mother had asked you to stay away?"Looking in the face of herself ,Carla could see the tool of this last days had taken on Cassandra.
"I came to see if you where alrigth."Dressed in red,her air free to be messed by the paasing breeze,she looked almost real.
"I am fine"eyes focused at the bar in frount of them,sly was inside,she could feel his presence,dare she go in?Restless,she stoped and looked around.there where no cars in the street,wich was a bit strange it had gone only past midnigth and all the regulars where still out ,at the pub.
"You dont look fine."She new the reason for carla being here,and she regreted to have caused her so much pain.With mother nowing of her visits to the human realm,it was not safe for her to be here.Still she try to warn her.
"Please,come home,no good can come out of this."Extending her hand,she waits.
"You know what i am about to do,so there is no need for you to stay.Go.Be well."Writing had always been her safe harbour,and now ,not even here she could excape,she did not blaime cassandra for what she had done.She blamed herself.
"I wonder how big of an eraser i will have to use?"There is no light in carla eyes,only a resiliant decision.
"fairwell stranger".................................................................................................................................
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