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Story: Cosmo
Cullen closed his eyes and rubbed his hands together. At first, he moved them up and down, and then began to drag them in circles over and over and over again.
The horse appeared first, beautiful and white. Then a tail appeared, blowing in a soft breeze.
Oh, it’s lovely.
He’s not done.
I don’t think he’s done this before.
Not yet, Corbin.
Cullen made a tube with his hands clasped together and a column of smoke appeared, then he drew his hands up, tightening them slowly all the while. It was as if Cullen had formed a cone.
Then Cullen put the cone on the horse’s forehead, and it became a twisted, beautiful silver spiral. The perfect horn.
The big head turned to look at him, those dark eyes, so blue and so perfect. The fur so white it glowed.
“You made a unicorn!”
“It looks good, doesn’t it?”
“He’s just gorgeous.”
“I’m so proud.”
Cullen bowed. “Thank you.”
“I like the room, too, Bro.” Corbin looked out the window as the unicorn leaped out and galloped across the yard. “And the view is stellar.”
“It is. I think I want a milkshake.”
Cosmo grinned at Corbin, who rolled his eyes. “Well, we just happen to have ice cream.”
The unicorn whinnied, the sound solid and incredibly real, and Corbin leaned out the window to see. “That’s impressive, bud.”
“Yeah, you don’t usually?—”
Cullen blinked. “It’s not me.”
“What?”
“I didn’t do it. It’s not me. I mean I made the illusion, but not the real thing…”
“Well, at least it went the right way.” Cosmo wasn’t going to freak out. Who really knew what went on out there in the Land of Summer, which was where Cullen’s house faced.
“That was new,” Corbin murmured.
“We all focused like he told us. Maybe we did it together.”
Cullen looked a little wild around the eyes. “Let’s go make milkshakes. I can come back and move furniture in a bit.”
Food was always the answer when they were wigged out.
“Good idea.” Corbin led the way back out of Cullen’s bedroom, heading down to the communal area that kept…changing to suit them. It was mostly Hawk’s kitchen and dining room, but then the great room seemed to be from… Hedidn’t know. Maybe Myk’s brothers’ house? Or maybe it was a manifestation they’d made too.
Whatever. It was comfy.
It was really weird how everything had changed so much, so quickly.
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