Gray's POV:

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     I'm dreaming.... or dying. I know this because I'm flying through the air on a bed of hot air and I feel free and safe. Warm arms are wrapped around me and I feel an aura of calm wash around me. It's all so surreal. Ok. Now I know I must be dying. It's too real to be a dream. My throat is burning with thirst, and I can feel a soft breeze followed by the sound of steady wing beats as I fade into the darkness. I'm too weak to care anymore. I don't wanna leave my friends, but I can't fight this soft darkness anymore.

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