"My mother was right," Blake mumbled under her breath while Tallia picked at the hem of her shirt next to her. Blake had pulled her outside way too early and on a day off. She had sleeping in plans and sort of hated Blake at the moment. The sun was just starting to rise and while Tallia liked seeing the colors of the sky at this time of the day, it was still too early to be awake.

"Right about what?" Tallia said with a hint of disdain that didn't go unnoticed by Blake who rolled her eyes and pushed her arm through Tallia's already looped arm so she could walk them closer to the overgrown bushes in front of them. 

"Her grimoire, remember? She said the maze cropped up overnight. This wasn't here yesterday!" Blake shouted and waved around to the bushe...

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