Being the creature, griffin or whatever, was both mesmerizing and terrifying. Travelling the sky was a lot like the sensation she experienced in her dreams, but it didn't feel like her body either. Ebony had no control. She would try to steer herself to the ground but her body refused and would continue to fly forward.
Why can't I control myself?! Ebony was becoming frustrated.
"It's the Guide Form, kiddo. Commanding them is like riding a wild bull, and you lucked out with a complicating one." Grey answered. Somehow his tone gave her the idea that he was enjoying this fiasco.
Well then how do I turn back, oh smart one?
"Wait until it tires out I suppose. That or let me take over."
If Ebony could have controlled her body, she would have been blinking in confusion. Control?
"Yes. Call it possession, temporary borrowing of your body, or whatever your heart desires. Spirits don't have bodies and can't command your regular one, but we can take over the Guide Form if permitted. Ebony didn't like the sound of that, but then again she couldn't control herself now.
Do it. There was a sudden rush that flooded her body. It was like her mind was being pulled out, but it still remained attached as her body relaxed into a calm flight.
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The dark raven lingers in the shadows and awaits its moment.
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