Angels - An Excerpt In the bed nearest to the closed window of the women's dorm of the Winged Scout HQ Kiori, a tiny woman of just twenty, stirred fitfully in her sleep. From the back of her neck under the tangled black fall of her hair snaked a cluster of wires leading to the blocky machine at her bedside whose small screen showed the time 5:42AM and the slowly flashing words "DREAM RECORDING IN PROGRESS". Kiori stands on the porch of the old school and watches the children play in the yard, tossing a ball from hand to hand; running and shouting and tripping and laughing as children do. The buildings loom tall and threatening over the children
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