Mundo de ficçãoIniciar sessãoTori's anger whipped around her like a tornado. Bits of glass scratched and sliced my skin. Just as I reached out and grasped the thrashing emotion, it slipped from my fingers. An invisible wall slammed down between Tori and I, cutting off my connection to her emotions. I took a staggering breath and tried to calm my own nerves before opening myself up again. Instead of forcing it, I let each sensation brush by me, letting each one go.
The whirlwind that was Tori's anger re