I lay, staring at the ceiling.
No matter how tired I am, no matter how hard I try, I can't drift off.
That was a mess. So much happened in so little time.
What the hell is wrong with Fripp?
Why did James seem so uninterested in that entire situation?
I'm never going to get any sleep if I keep thinking about this shit.
There's always tomorrow. Oh, today, I guess.
-Peterson
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FanfictionTHREEQUEL OF LIGHT!!! Aideen's Light brightens once more, but how will the Soul Riders adapt to the change that comes with it? More silly than serious, unlike NiK. Short chapters, frequent updates.
