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[The owl twitters and dodges back, but Ciel can't hear it. Traveling this fast, everything seems cold and sharp, and he'll cling hard. Nnnngh. Only to lift his head as soon as they get there, watching the water and the ripples of the wind over it.]

Not so different from home. Grey.

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