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Mira
Mira yawned hugely. Lily and the others had left; to go to bed, presumably. Now she was sitting alone at the table, quite close to dropping off. The other patrons in the room had quietened down considerably. The evening was beginning to take its toll on everyone, it seemed. Mira recalled when she had first sat down at the table and crimsoned at the mere memory of it. She had felt quite rude, interrupting their conversation like that.
She turned her mind away from the embarassing incident and thought about the coming day. The party was over, and that was what she had come for. She didn't want to leave for her home just yet. The Inn was such a comfortable place that when she was there, she didn't feel homesick at all. It felt like a second home to her.
Mira stifled another yawn and decided that it had been a long enough day for her. She got up to make her way to the room she was staying in and waved goodnight to the innkeeper. When she got to the room, she had just enough energy to change from her wrinkled dress into her nightgown. Then she cast herself upon the bed and fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
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