The first rays of dawn are only just filtering down into this part of London Below when Ingress, wide awake and in footie pajamas and robe, hurries the few feet out of her bedroom door and under a canopied walkway to Megwyn's stable area.
::Megwyn, Megwyn! Good morning, Megwyn!:: Ingress sends her thoughts out in yellow waves of love and sunlight
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