Artio stirred inside me. She sat up and took notice of him. She didn’t normally care about other people, unless they were bears, so it was notable to me.
‘Tell him to take off his glamour.’ Artio said.
“Please take off your glamour.” I requested.
He laughed. “Please? You’re not normally so polite.”
“Do I know you?” I asked.
The man rolled his eyes. The air in front of him shimmered and the person in front of us disappeared. Even his clothes, a white button-up shirt and gray slacks with brown loafers, faded.
He was almost an entirely different person now, down to the clothes. Now the man was as tall as Stanton, at least. And he was most definitely a man. His skin was black, not dark brown, but pitch black, like a room with no windows or light sources. It made my eyes feel weird t
