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... Painting honey-gold stripes across the worn wooden desks.
Dust motes drifted lazily in the sunbeams.
Catching the light like tiny sparks.
Kyle sat near the back.
Absently twisting the black ring on his finger.
The metal was cool against his skin. But there was a warmth beneath it.
A presence.
Zalrielle pulsed in response.
Not with words, but with a warm, sleepy acknowledgment.
Like a cat stretching in sunlight.
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