Carry On

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-;- CLOVER'S POINT OF VIEW -;-

"Clover, wake up!" I hear, while being rustled. someting about that voice is familiar... Though not all. I try to pry open my eyes, with no luck. It feels as if they have been glued together with some uba-strong paste. 1...2...3...4...5. I try to move my eyes up and down, gaining some control to awake my sleeping body. I finally feel as if I have some strength and flail my arms where ever. I kick my legs in some sort of soft cloth and here the same voice calling out.

"Here! I think she's waking up!"

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