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*Nightmare let out a long sigh as he flipped the page in his book. Other than the soft sounds of rain and the slight crackle of the candles flames, it was quiet.* *This was his favorite hour. It seemed as if the entire world was asleep. No annoying birds outside, no footsteps through the halls, none of his idiots awake to bother him. It was perfect for some well deserved alone time.* *His glowing blue eye scanned over the pages quickly, being an extremely fast reader. It was a hobby heโs had since he was a child. His office had bookshelves up to the ceiling of novels heโs read and novels he plans to read. And the night time gave him plenty of time to do so.*
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