Chapter Fifty-Nine Miller was right?

Rosie Meachem 1.2k words

   

 “Isla?” A strange but extremely comforting voice sounded out to me, and I could not help but feel very much at ease. 

I blinked a few times and carefully looked around. I did not see anything or anybody, but neither could I pick up anyone's scent. 

I imagined...

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