Emilie felt herself sinking into the depths of Dawn's mind. It was a strange, disconcerting feeling, like flying and descending at the same time.

Keep alert, came Titania's command. There is no telling what the wild magic has already done here... and will do in the future.

Emilie felt Titania's concentration strengthen, and tried to firm up her own, as well.

That was when she saw a figure below.

"Dawn!" She cried out, but her words came out silent, and the figure did not react. And now that she looked closer, there were... two figures.

Two forms that both looked exactly like Dawn.

One of the forms was shrouded in a veil of darkness, however, and was beckoning to the second figure, who emitted a gentle glow of light.

What is this? Why are there two Dawns? Emilie sent the thought to Titania, who replied:

It seems that the magic has not only infiltrated Dawn's mind, but the very core of her being: her conscience and personality. It is trying to take over and make Dawn lose sight of the good within herself... This is bad. It would seem that we are unable to directly interfere.

What?! But then how are we supposed to save her?

I think... Titania hesitated. One or the other of us can not interfere. But... perhaps combined... Emilie, darling, lend me your strength!

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A glow appeared between Dawn and the dark figure. A small glow, a quiet light, but strong in its own way.

Do you remember, Dawn?

Do you remember how you used to play, like this?

Remember all your dreams like this?

The small figure began to draw on the ground with colored chalk that took on the glow of its owner.

Your dreams can not come true if you stay here, Dawn.

Come back.