Never-ending Dawn
Roy pulled the covers up to his chin and huffed. “I’m not sleepy. Tell me more about the Mad Scientist of Station Seventeen, Grandma.”
Roy pulled the covers up to his chin and huffed. “I’m not sleepy. Tell me more about the Mad Scientist of Station Seventeen, Grandma.”
Roy pulled the covers up to his chin and huffed. “I’m not sleepy. Tell me more about the Mad Scientist of Station Seventeen, Grandma.”
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