Date: 2007-06-10 10:55 pm (UTC)
The stirring roused Elan from his sleep--Pressing his hands into the bed, he arose and turned towards her, murmuring softly in a rough voice. He felt... lighter as if something had been removed from his back.

"Morning, Shelley."
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