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The Poetry of
Terri Lyn Stanfield
Nightmare
Part XXXII

Kalen stayed with me through the night
For we were both afraid for me to sleep
Apparently, he was no longer worried about propriety, my
  safety coming first
We talked, and cuddled and ultimately, watched the sun
  rise together
I had wanted to spend the night looking for the other
  journals, but Kalen persuaded me to wait until day
So now I begin my search, and Kalen resumes his post
Perhaps I am wrong, but I don't think I will find them
  here, in her chambers
And after several hours of fruitless searching, it seems
  I am right
Hmmmm...where to search next?
Her office, I think, yes, I'm sure of it

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Nightmare
Part XXXIII

After a small skirmish with Kalen about me leaving my
  room, which I, or course, won
We made the trip to Taryn's office
Far more furtively than necessary, in my opinion
But Kalen was taking no chances
Personally, I belive that whatever this thing is that
  Wilfred has harnessed, is beyond any conventional
  means of protection
However, I don't tell Kalen this
I don't see the need to cause him extra worry
After all, there is nothing more he could do to protect
  me
Now that we're here, I look around, trying to decide
  where to start looking
I reach out with my senses, listening for Taryn's voice
And I follow where it leads
To what, apparently, is a solid wall
Okaaaaaaay, maybe my spidey sense is off, but no, I feel
  strongly that this is the place
So I stand back a bit, and study the wall
Kalen walks up beside me
"What is it you're finding so fascinating about this
  wall?  It's no different from any other."
"Yes, it is.  I just have to find the difference."
Kalen just shakes his head, having long since learned
  the uselessness of arguing with me, and joins me in my
  perusal of the wall
Neither of us can find anything out of the ordinary
  though
Finally, I close my eyes, and reach out blindly to touch
  the wall
When I do, we hear a distinct click, and a secret
  compartment opens
And, there among other things, inside rest two thick
  books


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