



Just Rin Kokonoe
I heard a familiar voice tell me a children's tale. I was falling asleep on her legs. As much as I tried to resist, my eyes gave me away all the time, weighing me down and begging me to close them. After minutes of listening to what she was saying, I discovered that I was listening to a version of Alice in Wonderland, however, unlike the real version, this one had a special touch. It had been written by her, I had no doubt about that. It was night and it was stuffy. Due to this, a bead of sweat ran down my face. A little while later, long enough for her to notice that it was hot, the voice stopped and I felt a breeze kiss my face. Then, I fell asleep.
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