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... irises. 'Why do I smell so many flowers...?' His nose cleared up at the pungent scent... 'What is-' sides of his body hugged by white... A comfy bed?
"Augh!" both of his hands grasped his throat. His elbows bumped off of something in the middle. Hair brushed down his ears, his toes wriggled.
Through the last of his breaths, his vision focused on a pane above. Set in white pillows and squinting, he could barely make out the reflection... of a woman with yellow hair and white flow ...
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