The Sun went below the horizon, and with a flash he was frozen where he was sitting, next to Sephira, never to move again. James' eyes flickered opened, and he silently groaned. It'd been a while since he'd slept for so long. However it only took the pressing fear in the back of his mind of where they were and what was going on, with an added hint of nightmare to turn his night restless. He felt the rays of sunshine rising and pulled himself up, gently moving Star to the side. He sat there for a few seconds, rubbing the rest of the night away from his eyes. Finally he looked around him, as he felt someone looking at him. After glancing at Elwood to make sure he was safe with Midnight, he eyes fell on Sephira. At first he thought he was dreaming, but he realized it was really her. He had never seen her looking like that. The dress caused the effect of elegance and royalty, while the hair no longer in its usual braid cascaded down her shoulders. In a few words, James thought she looked dazzling. A smile on his face was inevitable, but it carried a hint of worry. Why was she dressed differently?
"Hey," he said sheepishly, "what's going on?"
"Hey," he said sheepishly, "what's going on?"


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