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Lights and Voices
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Through a great roaring of storming lights and exploding sound, Flewingam heard a voice beside him calling out his name.
"Flew! Flew, old fellow, can you hear me?"
It was faintly familiar, yet blurry at the edges, and Flewingam sensed that he was angry, and he did not want to be awakened at this particular moment, for he was just remembering, for the time in a long while, how good a long ,nap in a soft bed was.
"Flew! Wake up, we've crossed the River."
At those words, his eyes blinked open, and he stared straight into the worried frown of his