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I was warm, that was the first thing I knew as I returned to consciousness, I was warm. I was warm and being rocked gently as though in a hammock. My world was movement, it was heat and moisture and motion beyond my control. I stretched my arms down, the only way they could go and flexed my arms as best I could. In response the world put pressure on me; on my feet, my hips and torso. It put pressure on my face, as though being smothered between two wet pillows, before everything relaxed, through
Midnight Sunset (Pt2)
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There she was. Sitting at my desk, happily munching on a celery stalk. She was an equine, a unicorn specifically, if the horn jutting out of her head was anything to go by. I'd become aware of someone watching me sleep and groggily came to to find the amber thing in my room right foreleg bent like an arm to allow her to rest her
Midnight Sunset
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