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by deafield
The rest of the morning seemed to pass with alarming speed in Ophelia’s opinion, even with her poor friend having fallen asleep on the couch his head still lolling on her lap. She wondered how often John slept in the Cholera ward, his precious books and other effects easily stolen if not watched. Or perhaps he had other reasons for little sleep. At least, now he had a place for his things.
But the woman wondered, more like imagined he never needed sleep though she knew it to be impossible. The image came of the powerful, ever-watching gargoyle perched high on a church tower, protecting those within. Yet here he slept, his body having released all its tension, his face soft in the light of the slowly dimming fire light. But yet, she dare not move to take care of the fire for fear of waking her friend. Instead she let her one hand continue to lay over his back, book still in hand as she desperately continued to try to read. But the words o
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