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There was another character within the rain forest that day, but unlike the boy, she most certainly wasn't lost. However, there were days where she certainly wished that she was lost. There was nothing that could be done about that, though; whenever this curious winged female began to think, things began to change. She had discovered this ability at a young age; the ability to manipulate things to her will by simply narrating it as if it was a story.
There was many a time when she caught herself using her ability without initially realizing it. However, she would catch onto it soon enough, and she would stop, horrified. She never knew what kind of people would be around her, or her sisters, when they used their powers. There were doubtless people that would try and use her power for their own gain...
"Oh, my..."
She said this as her eyes rested upon the young boy and his map, trying to figure out where he was. She stepped on a twig just as she said this, which caused her to freeze.
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