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Chapter Twenty One
XXI – What it means to fall
. . .
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens you heart and it means that someone can get inside and mess you up.”
–Neil Gaiman
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ALASTOR NYX:
It was so soft and cozy was the first thing his mind registered when he slowly came to...which was a whole lot of weird, since Alastor was sure he hadn't gotten back to his hotel room or even remembered falling asleep on a bed in the first place.
But he could feel warm fabric
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