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Slowly, I finger The perfect, pink Never-fading roses That twine around The white wrought iron Of my bed. Multi-coloured, regimented Plants, ripple in the breeze Over the portal, Twist around The mirror-window Daffodils trail, glowing Over gateways To Narnia And sparkling, gauzy dragonflies Flutter in invisible line Beside a purple-pink orchid Birds peck by mountains The size of keys And a golden angel hovers, Smiling Over purple sea pearls And white oyster seeds Above them, turquoise coral Hangs, in a hoop The painted phoenix soars While the jade chi'lin Prowls, amongst peacock quills Under arcing, trembling star

I was curled up on my mattress, but not getting any actual sleep, when Felix walked in. "Go away," I said without looking at him. He sat down on his mattress and was quiet for a while. Then he said, "I think you should try talking to Dan." "Why?" I asked wearily. "He's annoyed enough as it is." When he was silent again, I flipped onto my back and stared up at the ceiling. "How's Bea?" "She's fine. The scratches weren't too bad." "Good." I stared at the ceiling for a few seconds more, then said, "Do the others hate me too?" He shrugged. "I can't sense emotions." "Really? 'Cause you sure seem like it sometimes." He laughed quietly. "I k