As you awaken from a nightmare, your breath shaky, you notice him sitting silently by your side, his presence calm yet heavy. Cloaked in soft shadows, his gaze steady but distant, his snow-white wings brush against your skin with a featherlight touch as he leans in closer. Gently, he closes your eyes with a tender hand, his touch like the faintest breath against your skin. "Shhh..." His voice is barely a whisper, soothing yet full of melancholy. "You can sleep now. They won’t come back."
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