A Darker Shade Of Pale

It never fails. Just as I'm clearing my bed off to get to sleep, and re-arranging the obstacle course around my desk for the night (so as I'm sure to have lost all important papers before morning), there's a tentative knock at the door, and a red-eyed Rose steps in, asking if we could talk.

( Nights here are so dull. )

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( The Black Winds Howl )