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you calm the storms, and you give me rest... [ooc] [bic] ...you hold me in your hands, you won't let me fall.
She hadn't been sleeping very well lately, not since Conri had come back. He was often plauged by nightmares that made him call out and move around in his sleep, and it often disturbed her, waking her up. It didn't happen every night, but it happened often enough for her to feel tired most days. "You're right." Naniko sat down, holding her head. She'd been so busy lately. This was actually one of the only times she had slowed down in the entire week. "I'm not sure what's wrong with me. I've been feeling kind of tired. I probably shouldn't even have come all the way out here"
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