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My ears strained against the silence of the night, but I wanted to be sure NIb was asleep before I tried to send Flitter out into the night. Once I was certain the only sounds were the creaking of the house in the wind, I slipped out of bed and padded towards the small window. It wasn't big enough to fit through myself, but it would be more than adequate for Flitter to fit through, and that was the most important thing.
The window swung open with ease, and I breathed a sigh of relief. There had been a small part of me that worried I wouldn't be able to get it open, or that Nib had somehow boarded it shut. Other than the situation with Mr Muldvarp, she was being perfectly nice to me, and had given me everything I needed. And yet, there was something about this whole situation which sto
