Margaret didn't dream at all. The girl that had similar traits to her didn't share the important one. It had a strange effect on her. Duncan's ruby eyes came to her mind; she hoped she would see him again but not in a dream-like place. She wanted to see him in reality and ask him about many things. For example, what was he doing in Darsoania? For her, she didn't know it was Darsoania, it was just another place.
As usual, the house was empty. She scrambled out as soon as she opened the door, stumbling once but luckily, she didn't fall. She strolled around the house, picking some leaves from the tree in her garden then put two of them in her mouth.
She thought of Elijah and how to help him; he caused a ruckus in her school. Somehow, part of her fault for focusing on other things than the most urgent problem, she blamed herself for it. She had a terrible memory of jail; the face of her father when he told her to heal came to her mind as well.
