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“Lain.” Night announced his presence with a knock on the door to her chambers before granting himself entry into the large sitting area. She had lived with him for countless centuries, having her own dwellings in alternative areas as well, but this was one of the two places she truly called home. Yet, even this familiar setting did little to bring her comfort. He crossed the room towards the sleeping area, knocking once more before permitting himself entry.
Elly sat at the foot of her bed, a hardened expression upon her delicate features as she stared at the reflection of herself within the mirror. On the times he had visited her, Night had often found her in such contemplation. He wondered how long it would take for her to accept what had come to pass and embrace life once more. T
