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[amberwing]

Pouring rain in the pre-dawn darkness of winter. The windows are streaked. Everything is fragmented by raindrops. It's like looking at a thousand separate worlds, all constructed of soot grey and charcoal grey and cloud grey planes crossing over top of one another. Crystalline softness. All (hard) assignments and tests will be finished by tonight, and then I can... sleep, I guess. Sleep would be nice. Sleep for a very long time.

Every time I turn a corner, I'm surprised not to see her, sleeping in a sunbeam. Her basket is empty downstairs. I miss my baby.