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... ife like an engine.
One moment I’m sitting in bed with Azrael talking, the next it’s morning—and I’m oddly refreshed and well rested.
Warm sunlight peeks into the room even with the thick curtains, painting a bright, soft hue across every piece of furniture within its reach.
I’m both freaked out and marveled yet again at the existence of magic and how easily he wields it with precision; putting me to sleep with one flick of a finger, like it’s easier than breathing.
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