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What it her imagination, or was she hearing distant rumblings? The night air, crisp and clear as it was, seemed to tingle with unknown activity. Activities of which no one knew about, and which, if they resulted in Rehan and herself dying, no one would ever know about.
It was not a comforting thought.
Idly, she glanced at her snoozing companion. What was the fledgling dreaming about, on a night like this? Did she want to know? She wondered exactly how experienced he was... perhaps his blundering ways were, but a cover.
The flames continued to leap and prance before her dark, onyx eyes.
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