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 other’s 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- “I’m so glad you’re awake, would you like some tea today?”- his thoughts were interrupted by the blue-eyed patchwork girl. He blinked confused “I…” His eyes widened upon hearing the voice which he was now using, turning his head in all directions quickly and tried again “um…i-”. The patchwork girl’s expression changed slowly, she seemed a bit sad or concerned “What’s wrong Charles?” No, that couldn’t be, she called him Charles? he wasn’t Charles, no, he wasn’t the same person who didn’t 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 wasn’t possible, this wasn’t okay.
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