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*The thin, silky draperies in Alanna's room do very little to block out the sun. Although deep red and gold in color, the cloth itself is light and airy, designed for life in the desert. Alanna had meant to make a dress out of it, but felt it would be better (not to mention more often) admired adorning her windows. Sunlight easily seeps through the thin barrier, regularly casting a rosy glow over the room.

Ordinarily, she likes to wake up to brightness. Today, however, she could cheerfully stay cocooned in darkness where she is for quite a bit longer. Arm thrown across Adam, legs tangled up with his and head on his shoulder, Alanna wakes slowly, reluctantly. She's very comfortable.

Myles takes exception to her continued repose and jumps up behind her, walking across Adam's arm and launching a vigorous attack on Alanna's hair. She mumbles something and swats at him.*