Solitary
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Chapter 6: Twilight
Yet another night found him staring at the moon, alone. Unable to sleep, unable to think for himself at the moment, thanks to the annoying interruptions that his demon was providing – he was the only one still moving at this time of night. He had always found it beautiful, though – his desert when all was still. Then again, he found most things better when he was the only one there. He began to play with the sand, molding small animals and other creations with the bronze fragments. Yes, he liked the night at this time, suspended between dusk and dawn.
