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Date: 2004-03-26 01:57 am (UTC)
Weps sighs into the hug, his cheek rubbing against Clay's hair. Of course Clay understands - he's been there, given it all up. The dream images come back and he shivers.

"You're right - it's cold," he whispers. "Come back to bed for a little while - till the sun's fully up."
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