LOGIC IN FANTA-WORLD

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LOGIC IN FANTAWORLD.

I've always believed in logic. There always has to be a logical reason behind why something happens. It's what keeps me grounded, what keeps me sane. 
Right now though, I can feel that same sanity fraying at the edges, threatening to collapse as my brain tries to work it's way around how a whole network of cities can suspend and thrive midair. How do you explain how a whole world is lit up without the sun or a light-producing planetary body. What is going on?! What the fu–?!
The cities can't float through magnetism because they'll need huge magnets both above and beneath them, that's assuming the core of the cities are made of metal, unless it's using the sun's gravitational pull but there's no damn sun! Maybe–

“Aurora"! A voice cries out. 

I snap back into the very bizarre world that is now my reality.

"Aurora! Look at me, breathe in, breathe out, follow my voice okay?”

What's the lightness in my chest? Why's it suddenly hard to breathe?
The world started to fade–good, maybe this is all a crazy dream and I'm back in New York slaving away at the factory.

“We're losing her!" The voice, now disembodied and vague, panics. “AURORA!!"

And then I'm sinking into blessed darkness. Fingers crossed I'll wake up in my big infested bed. Wish I had my lucky coin. 

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I open my eyes to a domed glass ceiling, the clear sky a brilliant blue, mesmerizing, a perfect blue sky. I'm supposed to feel content–lying on a soft and what I'm guessing is a king's sized bed–but I'm not! The sky shouldn't be _that_ blue, shouldn't be that bright as if light up by a light other than the sun. I sit up and my eyes widen to take in the horror of all shads of pink known to man. The room was the size of my whole apartment floor in NYC, with frills and laces and chiffon and other girly things I couldn't careless about. I noticed I was still in yesterday's clothes when my door bursts open and Amira and Maya, my best friends, hurry in, with a female guard trailing behind them.

“Aurora! Can you believe this?!" Maya sequels, her grin stretching to both ears, eyes alight and for some reason I feel relieved that she's okay with all this. She's always believed in fantasies. “Even your ears are all sleek and pointy now!" 

“I can't Maya, I really can't" My voice is wobbly, shaky with anxiety as I gingerly touch my ears. 

“What's so hard to believe?! You're The Crown Princess of Avaziel!" Amira sneers and I suddenly feel cold. “And as the Princess, you apparently have powers that are inconceivable" Her voice catches at the end, barely noticeable, but when you've lived with a person all you life, you'll notice.

“You don't have to be afraid of me just because I'm not human anymore, Amira" I keep my voice soft, trying to assure her. “I'm still the same ol' Aurora you play video games with every night, same girl who does your makeup and cheers you up when Barcelona loses a match. I'll always be Aurora to you" I keep my eyes locked on her all through till I spot the tiny life of her plump lips.

“That was so sweet!" Maya cheers.

I let out a laugh and I keep laughing for no reason. Maya and Amira joins in and we're just three crazy laughing girls. My friends climb up my bed laughing. I look at them and although I meant what I told Amira, but I'll always be a girl of logic. I have to prepare myself for the following months because everything has changed. 

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