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Literature

Comforting Times

Gilbert wished this was all a dream. A nightmare. His master... His precious master... Gone... Dragged into the Abyss... It had been a week since the Coming of Age ceremony and it was still alien to Gil to wake in the mornings and not have to prepare breakfast for Oz and get his clothes ready for him. He would spend the morning chatting happily with the young master; they would play games on the sunny days, and read books on the wet days. Oz would get them into all kinds of mischief, and Gilbert would try and cover it all up for fear of being reprimanded. Even on the wet days, the sun seemed to shine in Gilbert's world, as long as he had his