by Feliks was aware that the light in the dimmed great hall was not ideal, but it was the only place he could find, at the only time, where he had the space to draw, and the will to do it.
Who needed sleep, when he could instead draw instead.
Humming a tune to himself, Feliks was too absorbed in his work to notice anything else.
Who needed sleep, when he could instead draw instead.
Humming a tune to himself, Feliks was too absorbed in his work to notice anything else.
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