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Originally Posted by Rubinaito
London took a left and finally exited the maze much to her relief. The absence of flowers made her uneasy- it was simply thorns and leaves without even a splash of harmless color or a soft rose to break up the monotonous camouflage the maze was made of. However, London wasn't sure if what was outside the maze was better- for her dream world was, while still recognizable, nightmarish. It was disturbing how much it was different but yet London felt an odd comfort in its difference. Blinking, she spotted a necklace not too far away, dangling from the branches of a tree.
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Soon the necklace glows softly once again as if it was trying to lure the girl to it. Black danced with red as it just hanged there, waiting to be used. To be wore like it was meant to be. shadows under the necklace moved a bit slowly almost dancing like the darkness within the necklace. Now it waits... calmly... almost desperately.