Chapter 50. The Past (1)

They got home safely, and all of them gathered in the library, which was Sandra’s new room, there she was on a makeshift bed that was not too hard or soft either. Her hair was combed into a sleek bun, her skin looked so flawless.

On first look, one would think that she wasn’t covered by anything until they get closer to see a blue shimmering light enclosing her. She looked so peaceful and younger than before, everything about Sandra was so flawless.

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Sandra woke up to the smell of fresh warm butter and bread fresh out of the oven. Sunlight streamed through the window, the soft wind on a cool morning, slightly blowing the curtains. Rubbing her eyes, she got up from bed, and her short stubby legs landed on the soft sand-papered wooden floor.

Stretching, she looked around her. She was back in her bedroom, in her new hometown. She smiled to herself, ‘What a weird dream.’

She got out of bed, pulled on her stockings, and wore her petticoat and a gown, befo