Sinric wakes early, as if feeling the dawn he's missed in his sickbed vigil
but he doesn't slip out of bed to greet it. The warmth of Athelstan's
embrace and the peace of his company is worth more. He lays awake, holding
Athelstan in his arms and watches his friend sleep.
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Sinric wakes early, as if feeling the dawn he's missed in his sickbed vigil but he doesn't slip out of bed to greet it. The warmth of Athelstan's embrace and the peace of his company is worth more. He lays awake, holding Athelstan in his arms and watches his friend sleep.