The couch was a lonely, cold place. A place he's been banished to for the past several nights.
It was quiet. Even the assortment of pets had settled down to sleep. Khaavren was gone. Oriseus was silent, off in the bedroom.
In the darkness, twin points of emerald light flicker open as the rogue rolls onto his back and stares up at a ceiling he can't
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