Sightless Wandering

"Paul is.. well... We are different souls inhabiting one body. So, he he can hear and see everything I can hear and see, and vice versa when he is in control. We can also communicate with mere thoughts. It sounds complicated, but you see it really is quite simple. So to answer your question, Paul is still here. As I have also been here the whole time. The one who drew the sword at you the other day after we had just met, was me. Paul does not have nearly the amount of skill that I have with the sword, and he would have not been able to do that." Paul seemed to take a bit of offense at that last comment, but Corona ignored him.

Corona didn't say anything he thought would be funny. He was merely telling the truth. He didn't question her laughing, however. Far be it from him to question someone else's joy. He was more interested in another topic right now anyways.

"Who is your friend? I don't believe we have met."

"Nice to meet you, Moe." He nodded and smiled where she pointed.

I thought there was a chance that a ghost or a demon or something "befriended" her... but there really is absolutely nothing there.

Corona figured her past had a lot to do with this imaginary friend. She was pretty much abused by her parents after all. She was probably quite lonely most of her life. He didn't blame her mind for creating company for itself out of a yearning for companionship. He wondered what sort of influence this "Moe" had on Rae, however.

"Hrm?" He looked up at her when she broke his line of thought. "Oh..well..you know..this and that. Nothing too spectacular...usually."

"Erm..well..." He looked away and rubbed his head, thinking of a suitable answer for the girl. "It's sort of complicated. But.. I'm sure you know that demons are natural enemies of angels..."