your hair.”
“My hair?”
“Yes. What color is it?”
“Um, I don’t know. It’s dark. A deep shade of brown, maybe?”
“And mine?”
“Yours is sleek black.”
“Ok, I want you to watch me very careful y. Are you looking?”
“Yes.”
“Ok… and now?”
Laura’s jaw dropped. On his words, Logan’s hair changed to the lightest shade of blonde she could imagine. There was no transition. One second it was black, and the next, bleach-blonde. Everything else about it stayed the same, though.
He laughed, and his hair changed back. “You want to give it a try?” he asked.
“Me?”
“Yes, I think you’re strong enough to do that.”
“Um, ok. How do I do it?”
“Wel , the first thing you’l discover is that you can’t do it to me. You can’t change anything about me, actual y.”
“Why not?”
“Your mind has power over this world. As does my mind. But we aren’t actual y a part of this world. We’re more like… reflections. What you see before you, the person you’re talking to – and who I see when I look at you – is just a reflection of your real self. So since I’m not actual y a part of this world, you can’t change things about me. Just like I can’t change things about you.
“However. You do have power over your reflection. It’s kind of like… adjusting the filter that a light goes through. If you put a blue screen over a beam of light, the light turns blue. You can put a yel ow sheet over that, and the light turns green. But the light itself isn’t changing. If that makes sense.”
Laura nodded.
“In truth, I think I could change something about you, but it would only be changed to me . You wouldn’t notice any difference. It’d be like me putting some type of special glasses on.
“But you can change things about yourself. If you do it, your reflection onto this world becomes whatever you project. So you can be anything, here.”
Suddenly, he was a head tal er than before. Laura gasped. And in an instant he was even tal er, rising high above her until his knees were of level with her head. She looked up, speechless. He was as tal as the biggest evergreen, now, and looked down upon her with eyes as big as the sun. Then, just as quickly, he was back to his regular size. He smiled at her.
“That, for example, was much like the hair thing. It just took more control. I don’t think you’d be able to do it, yet. But I think you have enough control to be able to change the color of your hair, though.”
“Ok,” Laura said. “I’l try. What do I do?”
“It al begins in your head,” Logan said, tapping his forehead with a finger. “First, you have to believe that reality can be changed here. You have to believe that you have ful control.”
“Ok, I can do that…”
“But it’s not enough me tel ing you. You have to experience it for yourself…”
Abruptly, a huge explosion came from the car, knocking Laura backwards with its force. She fel , and when she hit the ground, she saw that enormous flames engulfed the ground around her. She tried to scream, but couldn’t get her lungs enough air. She scrambled back. The heat from the sudden flames made the air thick, and she could feel the warmth against her skin. She spun her head wildly from side to side, to find some way to safety. But al around her, the flames only doubled in strength. She was trapped, and couldn’t get out.
The flames roared higher, getting closer to her. Trapping her. The air was too hot to breathe. Heat blasted from the inferno, and she flung a hand in front of her face to face to reduce the blare, but it was no use. The flames were getting closer. She needed to get out. But how ? The fire roared, nearly engulfing her. She could already smel the bitter scent of her singed hair. Wait. Hair. Her hair.
Suddenly, she remembered what Logan had done
to his. He had changed it. Meaning she could change hers. More than that, she could change reality. Desperate, not knowing what else
“My hair?”
“Yes. What color is it?”
“Um, I don’t know. It’s dark. A deep shade of brown, maybe?”
“And mine?”
“Yours is sleek black.”
“Ok, I want you to watch me very careful y. Are you looking?”
“Yes.”
“Ok… and now?”
Laura’s jaw dropped. On his words, Logan’s hair changed to the lightest shade of blonde she could imagine. There was no transition. One second it was black, and the next, bleach-blonde. Everything else about it stayed the same, though.
He laughed, and his hair changed back. “You want to give it a try?” he asked.
“Me?”
“Yes, I think you’re strong enough to do that.”
“Um, ok. How do I do it?”
“Wel , the first thing you’l discover is that you can’t do it to me. You can’t change anything about me, actual y.”
“Why not?”
“Your mind has power over this world. As does my mind. But we aren’t actual y a part of this world. We’re more like… reflections. What you see before you, the person you’re talking to – and who I see when I look at you – is just a reflection of your real self. So since I’m not actual y a part of this world, you can’t change things about me. Just like I can’t change things about you.
“However. You do have power over your reflection. It’s kind of like… adjusting the filter that a light goes through. If you put a blue screen over a beam of light, the light turns blue. You can put a yel ow sheet over that, and the light turns green. But the light itself isn’t changing. If that makes sense.”
Laura nodded.
“In truth, I think I could change something about you, but it would only be changed to me . You wouldn’t notice any difference. It’d be like me putting some type of special glasses on.
“But you can change things about yourself. If you do it, your reflection onto this world becomes whatever you project. So you can be anything, here.”
Suddenly, he was a head tal er than before. Laura gasped. And in an instant he was even tal er, rising high above her until his knees were of level with her head. She looked up, speechless. He was as tal as the biggest evergreen, now, and looked down upon her with eyes as big as the sun. Then, just as quickly, he was back to his regular size. He smiled at her.
“That, for example, was much like the hair thing. It just took more control. I don’t think you’d be able to do it, yet. But I think you have enough control to be able to change the color of your hair, though.”
“Ok,” Laura said. “I’l try. What do I do?”
“It al begins in your head,” Logan said, tapping his forehead with a finger. “First, you have to believe that reality can be changed here. You have to believe that you have ful control.”
“Ok, I can do that…”
“But it’s not enough me tel ing you. You have to experience it for yourself…”
Abruptly, a huge explosion came from the car, knocking Laura backwards with its force. She fel , and when she hit the ground, she saw that enormous flames engulfed the ground around her. She tried to scream, but couldn’t get her lungs enough air. She scrambled back. The heat from the sudden flames made the air thick, and she could feel the warmth against her skin. She spun her head wildly from side to side, to find some way to safety. But al around her, the flames only doubled in strength. She was trapped, and couldn’t get out.
The flames roared higher, getting closer to her. Trapping her. The air was too hot to breathe. Heat blasted from the inferno, and she flung a hand in front of her face to face to reduce the blare, but it was no use. The flames were getting closer. She needed to get out. But how ? The fire roared, nearly engulfing her. She could already smel the bitter scent of her singed hair. Wait. Hair. Her hair.
Suddenly, she remembered what Logan had done
to his. He had changed it. Meaning she could change hers. More than that, she could change reality. Desperate, not knowing what else
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