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Sive looked around with a wide-eyed, curious look. "It looks ordinary enough," she commented, before stopping in front of a plain mirror. She fretted with her curly, pale-honey coloured hair for a moment as her forehead creased slightly with a perplexed frown.
"Nothing... that's not possible, there's always someone... wait... a flash of darkness..." Sive seemed to be babbling to her reflection in the mirror, her own gaze apparently hypnotizing the odd creature. Her eyes suddenly shifted rapidly, the one pupil narrowing before returning to normal.
"I'm sorry, but I... she didn't show herself," Sive appologized to Markul with an upset face, as if she had failed him. "I do not believe she is an elf though... she is something more... sinister than that. The little creatures are afraid of her," she trailed off, concern written across her face.
The serious moment did not last long, however, and Sive was once again smiling cheerfully at Markul. "Well, she had dark skin, and... firey eyes... or maybe blood red... I couldn't really figure it out," she touched her head in slight confusion. "What shall we do now?" she asked, tilting her head coquettishly at him.
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