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2024-02-04 20:35:42[Devona]
I woke to the sound of a beak tapping on the remnants of the window. I waited, slowly unwrapping myself from Arthur’s arms, the weight of them stretching across Faye and myself as he spooned us both. The tap came again, more insistent, a steady rhythm.
A messenger.
Pulling myself free from my lovers, I dress quickly and head outside.
The crescent moon is high. The night would be almost completely black in Avalon, but here, in this world, the bright city lights make a perpetual twilight. This makes it easy for me to spot the messenger, a small raven sitting across the way on the small metal rai
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