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Laying in the bed, curled up close to Sergei his arm around her, Anzhela dreams peacefully. Her dream is of her, Sergei, and a bundle wrapped in swaddling a round pink face poking out smiling up at her. Anzhela is the happiest she can ever remember herself being as she feeds the small one, Sergei watching adoringly from her shoulder. Suddenly a wave of cold hits them, causing Anzhela to shiver and try to shield the small one. Looking to see if Sergei was ok she gasps as he is frozen in a block of ice and looking down at the small one quickly she burst out into tears.
The small one was no longer pink and smiling, the little one was blue and lifeless. At that moment the roof was ripped off causing her to look up. All she could see was large dark shape with wings and white eyes that looked at her hungrily.
At that moment she woke up screaming and crying causing Sergei to awaken and hold her close telling her it was only a nightmare. But something told Anzhela it was more then that........
The small one was no longer pink and smiling, the little one was blue and lifeless. At that moment the roof was ripped off causing her to look up. All she could see was large dark shape with wings and white eyes that looked at her hungrily.
At that moment she woke up screaming and crying causing Sergei to awaken and hold her close telling her it was only a nightmare. But something told Anzhela it was more then that........
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