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"Shh. Yes. She is sleeping. Forever." *All the eyes are fixed on him, cold and unblinking.* "She gets very cranky when she's woken up. Say goodnight."

*All the eyes narrow, the cold light within them hardening. The temperature in the room seems to drop another degree, frost creeping at the edges of the window.* "I said. Say goodnight." *The boy's feet are slowly lifted from the floor, his own gasp of terror muffled by the thick, cold air.*

*if I were still living, I’d have jumped up and stopped her, hugged her tightly and asked her to tell me a story. I loved stories*