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She was surprised to hear that the young wolf had such troubles with sleep. Such things came from many different causes. The stress of his questions regarding the female would bring nagging thoughts, thoughts that were unstoppable and wouldn't allow for rest. It could an ailment of the body, a mystery that Anu had never had the motivation to learn more about in the past. There were nightmares as well, visions that during the light were hidden in the shadow of the mind. Then, when eyes closed and the light could not keep them at bay, they overtook her and replayed the fear and the pain. She would wake, enthralled in the physical changes that those thoughts dragged her through. The bonds of her prison, the tightness around her neck. The rope cutting her again...
Anu felt her fingers along her neck unknowingly. What would you wish to say to her? She asked, breaking the rapid locomotive train of thoughts. There was no rope, only a scare where her delicate fingers traced. Her tone had been soft, a simple question rather then a judgmental one.
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