Taking a deep breath, Blythe thrummed her fingers on the table, wishing she hadn't received a repeat of the vision. It was undeniable now, what it meant, but she couldn't help but wish it wasn't so.
She gazed sadly at Alessa's aura, watching the frail blue light cling to the body. And she knew the girl wouldn't believe her.
"Yes, I did." She said morosely. "What does the saying a circle is my mind, a triangle is my soul mean to you?"