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As her eyes adjusted to the shadows of the night, Zayla was relieved to find that she

was not swimming in jelly, but merely cocooned by oodles of pillows and blankets

Seven pillows might be considered superfluous by some, but she liked to have seven

A marshmallow mountain, a squishy terrain for slumber and comfort

She retrieved the lamp from between the wardrobe and the bedside table, and

returned it to it’s rightful location next to her alarm clock which now read 23:11