My bird was pressed in front of the statue, as though it had taken a toll on my own. The heat of the moon filled the air, and I wondered what it would be like to be with someone else. A few hours ago, I could n't help but notice that Daniel had fallen asleep. In fact, he seemed content to listen to me. I lifted my head and let the words dangle from her lips, reminding me of what they were doing. The only thing I cared about was the Queen of Death and a bird in its way.
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