Zeres somehow found himself back at Little Flower library, staring at its front door in silence.
His throat hurts. His chest hurts. But it was the kind of pain that hurts so good. Damn it! What does that even mean?!
He kicked the air and leaned his back against the library's door, raking his silver hair as he fixed his gaze up into the night sky. The sky was totally clear from any clouds. All he could see was the dark sky and little twinkling of the stars that dotted the night sky.
After a long stretch of silence, a long sigh escaped his mouth. Then suddenly, his thoughts just drifted to when this door had been closed in his face as he was being asked to leave.
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