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Everything was bathed in darkness when Aeolian finally woke up. He came back to consciousness confused of what was happening around him, where he was, what day it was. All he knew was that the bed was not supposed to be as empty as he found it. "Elanor..." he whispered, a wave of sadness washing over him as he forgot she was back. She was supposed to be back at least. When the thought came back to him, he panicked once again. Where was she? He sprung to his feet, and before realizing where he was, he heard the shower run from the other room, so his anxiety eased, understanding she was just showering. He looked at the empty plate of food, happy she finally got to fully eat her meal, but a little disappointed with himself that he missed keeping her company, he sat back on the edge of the