Logan's sleep was much as it always was.Dark. Cold. Empty.Seemingly endless.Then, out of nowhere, a face appeared to him in the darkness. A pale, pretty face with dark eyes.She called to him in a sweet, husky voice. "Logan."Well, Logan thought. If he was going to develop the talent for dreaming, these were the kinds of dreams he could enjoy.
-Tessa Dare
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