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Ignar sighed forcing the phone in his pocket. He looked up from the sketch book in front of him. A thick black cover hide the pages inside of the book. He ran his slim fingers over the cover wanting to open it. He sighed removing his glasses.

Ignar shook his head and put them back on. If left on for long periods of time, pain was sure to follow. Especially in college. He was in the middle of one of his classes. And his vision was not the best right now. He held his fingers to his forehead and laid back in the chair.

Ignar sighed as he looked up at the clock. Tick tick. It ringed in his ears. He growled as the clock seemed to speed up. One second, seemed to go by faster and seemed to sound faster than normal. Yet the teachers words were the speed as usual. Time was an unusual thing for Ignar and he never really understood why minutes dragged into hours. He was 22 and didn't understand time. One might say just to accept the fact and move on with your life but Ignar did not. "Mr. Landvik!" A voice rang out jolting his attention toward the teacher.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 30, 2015 ⏰

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