Charles switches bodies with Corn
What was it, a special cosmic event caused by intertwining their nightly dream? a magic accident? Nobody knew what had happened, nobody knew how or why, they woke up in the otherâs place. The sweet child found himself in a strange room, this was not his home, this was not a place he knew, trying to slide outside, falling forward on the floor with a gasp, Legs? when did he- âIâm so glad youâre awake, would you like some tea today?â- his thoughts were interrupted by the blue-eyed patchwork girl. He blinked confused âIâŚâ His eyes widened upon hearing the voice which he was now using, turning his head in all directions quickly and tried again âumâŚi-â. The patchwork girlâs expression changed slowly, she seemed a bit sad or concerned âWhatâs wrong Charles?â No, that couldnât be, she called him Charles? he wasnât Charles, no, he wasnât the same person who didnât hesitate to hurt others. He knew his own name, it was Quetzalcoatl, his friends called him Corn. Bringing the hands towards his face to cover it, he collapsed, falling on his knees, breathing heavily as a myriad of tears made way down his cheeks. This wasnât possible, this wasnât okay.
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