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... nine in the morning that Aleister slowly opened her eyes.
“…My head is still a bit dizzy.”
She stared blankly at the ceiling for a while before contentedly closing her eyes and snuggling back into Isabel’s blankets.
This place was not Star Antimony, not the dangerous and chaotic Leipzig. This was Avalon, Glass Island, the Hall of Silver and Tin… it was Isabel’s bedroom.
This place was absolutely safe… home.
“Don’t give up on my dreams, keep sleeping…”
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