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He looked around the library. "Interesting things, dreams," he said slowly. "Much easier to imagine in dreams. Your brain is a great reservoir of...
He reached up and tapped a little flour on her nose. "Do you want blueberries?"
She hopped out of bed and ran to her bedroom.
She would find an old clock and an old toolbox.
The man turned and looked back at Sam. He had slicked back black hair and pale skin. He was classically handsome, but his red eyes offput the...
He shifted, looking up at her before continuing his work.
"And brush my teeth."
The rest of the cottage seemed rather uneventful with the exception of a few cans of food.
As he drifted off, an image of a library filled his mind. It was cozy and felt very familiar. There was a tall man looking through the...
"That would probably be the easiest, yes."
She frowned, looking up at him. "I gots to put on my pajamas," she complained.
"Put it in the bag, okay? And keep an eye out for more stuff."
Her wings turned to stretch out behind her and she kissed his sternum before drifting off.
"Great. Okay," he said, kissing the top of her head. "It might be better if you reverse piggyback, you know?"
She crossed her arms and fell silent.
He brightened, giving her a genuine smile. "Well done, Price!"
She rested her head on his chest, scooting towards him.
"This is going to slow down the process."
"Fine."
He looked up, his brow raised. "Really?"
