10-04-2020, 10:01 PM
Her body stirred from the touch, but did not wake. Brief murmurings drifted from her lips -- maybe too mumbled to hear, maybe not -- and her sleeping expression flickered into a press of concern or pain before her body curled tighter into itself, like consciousness swelled to the surface only to sink like a belligerent stone.


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