It is a known phenomenon that Whistles who are jailed or otherwise confined may have peculiar dreams.
This one seems to have a lady with wings in it.
autokinetic
Fair enough.
The lights flicker. This isn't an electrical problem; it's the station equivalent of a class bell, marking the turn of an hour. "I gotta go," she says, rising smoothly to her feet and pivoting around once. "I'll see you later, Sue."
The lights flicker. This isn't an electrical problem; it's the station equivalent of a class bell, marking the turn of an hour. "I gotta go," she says, rising smoothly to her feet and pivoting around once. "I'll see you later, Sue."
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