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// 188. Comfort 
// Story: In Celebration of a Hundred. 
// by Karrakaz 
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	It was as old as the boutique itself, and yet, for reasons unknown to her, it had stopped fulfilling its intended purpose. She used to need nothing more than a blinder, a glass of warm milk, and it, to reach Luna’s domain.

But lately... lately it eluded her.

With a frustrated grunt, she took off the blinder and stalked through the window. There were curtains, but she hadn’t bothered closing them for over a year now. On the other side, there stood the library. It contained the bookish, often distracted source of her sleeplessness, if only because she wasn’t present.