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(( S O M N I A R E ))
In the night the stormy night she'll close her eyes
In the night the stormy night away she'd fly
And dream of para-para-paradise
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| actions | "talking" | thinking
-- Somniare had been scurrying around the castle, bored out of her mind. By now the task she used to keep herself busy was getting tiresome, and her maps of the castle looked like a giant heap of spaghetti. The caracat was pretty terrible at drawing, but if anyone told her that Somi would probably throw her tiny lump of charcoal at them. She had explored much of the structure, and right now was committed to finding a secret door of sorts, even though there were probably none.
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