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"Rescued by Kindness" by totodileplush
The howling of the wind awakened the Green Draik from his sleep. It was dark inside the room, and where the moon was positioned in the sky, showed it was the middle of the night. A soft glow from the moon illuminated the snow build-up on the windowsill. The Green Draik began to rub his eyes softly as he raised his body from the warm spot on his bed. Looking around his tiny bedroom, he spotted a candle with a match and decided to light it. “I might as well stay up now,” he said to himself as he was lighting the candle. The candle showcased a room with little personal objects; a bed with cream sheets with a wooden frame, a tiny fireplace that contained a buildup of ashes, a wooden desk with a chair and a pink uniform with the name tag that said “Simonkun”.
The Green Draik climbed out of his bed and walked over to the window. Snow was frantically falling as the wind was howling like a Ghostkerchief Petpet. The Draik looked over at his fireplace and noticed there was no wood to light a fire and a look of disappointment took over his face. “I knew I should have prepared for extra wood before this snowstorm arrived. Now I will probably freeze to death in this tiny cabin of mine!” he said out loud as if he were speaking to someone. The Draik walked over to the door of his room and opened the door handle. The Draik wasn’t being dramatic about the size of his cabin...
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