Within my sleep, I once again lie beneath the downy white quilts of the large bed, the bedroom filled with the woodsy scent of the fire burning bright within the fireplace, while somewhere outside, the faint sound of Captain barking to be let in echoes through my ears.
There is the feeling of returning home within my dreams of Marblehead.
Where I find myself with Christian once more.
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