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I feel a lump in my throat.
Now usually, I’m able to turn anything into a joke! It’s my job, after all.
Oliver, Olly, Golden, star boy.
In the end, I’m just as scared of a kid as the rest of us are.
Shivering next to a fireplace, no teddy bear to comfort me.
I know she won’t say it, but Izzy is scared too.
I’m glad we can relate.
She wants to protect me, but in doing so, she needs to learn to protect herself too.
I want us all to be safe.
We will overcome this obstacle, there’s no way our story will end like this, buried like nothing!
I’m Olly Golden! I can do anything!
And so can my sister! We are more than anyone can imagine. I choose optimism!
I can feel my face flush, I’m smiling like an idiot.
The road to defeating Kalagan’s group will be rough.
But I know we can do it.
The magic misfits.
A name chosen by the people who hate us.
We’re misfits, and I’m glad for it!
I’m happy we stand out, it’s wonderful!
I’m a magic misfit. And I wouldn’t trade it for the world!