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Alex the Angel
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Sebastion's sleep was quite disturbed. Likewise, his consiousness argued with him, thoughts buzzing around his head like an infinite beehive. He tossed and turned underneath the dragon's wing, unable to slip into a proper rest. The very next morning, he lay awake, his eyes shot with red. He hoped it wouldn't be very noticeable, for fear of worrying Fire.
He sighed and quietly waited for Fire to wake up...
He sighed and quietly waited for Fire to wake up...