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Engel was taking a liking to Dawn. Not the usual type of liking, more of a friend. She certainly had humor, more so than her father had had upon their meeting. "And I will appreciate that. He didn't receive mine so well, no telling how he will receive news of my flirting to you."

He looked ot the sky thoughtfully. What could he do a poem about? One idea came to mind, and he looked to Dawn with a side-eyed grin. "Rises after dark, bringing energy to the world. Clouds part with light, pouring over the hills and across the lakes. Asleep becomes awake, and orange fills the sky." It was a short one, and he left it there for Dawn to guess what it was about.