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The little girl yawned sleepily, her eyes groggily peering open. She stared at the wooden planks above her. She yawned and blinked a few times. It was hard to open them at first because her eyes were practically glued shut with all the Sandman's sand in her eyes. Rubbing her eyes carelessly, she sat up. The girl swayed peacefully in a hammock. Her fingers curled around the netted yarn the hammock was made of. Sitting in the middle of the hammock, she held onto both sides beside her for support and stood on her knees. She had lifted herself up higher than the hammock so she could get a good view of the room. The entire room swayed back and for

Chapter 48 I nodded sadly, and returned to Jack, sending out vines to collect the ice and bring it back. I looked at the guardians. I supposed if they still couldn't see me, then I should do more. I made a message, making small, slanted cursive letters, saying "Please read aloud if you can see this." They all did. I smiled. "Unfortunately, I can't really tell you everything. Because the way for you to truly see me is to believe I'm alive. And that requires a little more emotional wise than proof, doesn't it?" I wrote, thinking of what to say next while Tooth read it out loud uncomfortably. "The only way I know to prove I'm real, is to remin