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"The meadow?" The boy echoed and then shook his head. "No. The meadow had been a place he avoided because — as Cicero went on to explain — it messed with his head.

"I do not like the meadow. The meadow makes me feel like I am going to dream again." He said. "I do not remember where I was though. Dreaming makes me forget things." Euron frowned and searched his father's face for some unknown thing. "I do not like dreaming." Then he hummed. "Perhaps I should not go to sleep any more."

But... he dreamt even when he was awake and the splay of his ears and the strange expression he wore betrayed how uncertain he was that not sleeping was the answer to this most confusing thing.