Well, I think that this drabble is going to win the "most bizarre title definition" award…
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24- Hair
(noun) any of the numerous fine filaments growing from the skin of mammals
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"Lord Eliwood, what is it?" Ninian moaned as she reluctantly returned to consciousness.
"I couldn't live another moment without you, Ninian." Eliwood slowly began to run his fingers through Ninian's turquoise locks, untangling what he could of her long hair.
"The sun isn't even up yet." Ninian protested, sitting up and positioning herself in Eliwood's lap. "What if we wake my brother?" As if on cue, a gentle snore came from Nils as he repositioned himself in his sleep.
"I'm sorry…" Eliwood lowered his head to rest on Ninian's shoulder.
"There is no reason to be, Lord Eliwood." Ninian paused to let out a yawn. "Come. If we're going to be up this early, we might as well watch the sunrise."
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The young couple could be found cuddling under a tree just as the sky began to turn a brilliant orange.
"It's perfect…" Eliwood murmured. He nestled his head against hers, taking in a deep breath as his nose brushed over her hair. Ninian's scent and a vibrant, rising sun… there truly was nothing more perfect.
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