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Abstract Gender: Chapter 9 'Gods' Part 2Abstract Gender: Chapter 9 'Gods' Part 2 by RayneShikama
Chapter 9; Gods (Part 2)
Rachel could not get Willow off her mind all day. No one else would make the connection because the thought of a guy turning into a girl was unheard of. But for Rachel, she knew it was possible, she’d been there. Layering away the feminine features of Willow, all Rachel kept coming up with was William. The thing that bugged Rachel the most was that Willow didn’t act anything like William.
“You look troubled,” Evan said as he walked past Rachel in their Statistics class.
Rachel looked up at Evan, her eyes lingering on him for a second. A brain like his would be more than helpful in figuring out her problems. “It’s nothing,” she sighed, deciding that if she was going to figure this out, she’d do it on her own.
The teacher cleared his throat to get the classes attention, “We have a new student joining us today,” he announced, Rachel’s head instantly shot up, “please welcome Willow Kowalski.
Worlds of Dreams TGWorlds of Dreams
On the still, shimmering shores of Crystalle Bay, Risa looked to the west. The mercenaries were close. She could taste their silver on the wind.
“Are they coming?” The boy she called ‘Bento’ asked with his hands clinging in front of him.
Tipping the hood of her cloak back, Risa’s pale-orange hair undulated and danced, branching into long whorling waves. She stretched out her hand and drew forth her spirit sword. Her flaming hair began to smolder with darker, prickly patches. The last time she’d done this, she’d turned all her clothes soot-black. Bento took a step back.
They’d come from the turbulent east where the winds had formed the sand to jagged rocks and castle builders made mansions which lasted a day. Beyond that, the salt-rusted mecha colonized by gray gulls and the sailboat cities of brackish lagoons. All that way, the mercenaries had followed.
Her spirit sword flowed from a fine, twinkling tip whic