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He left the pretty garden after he admired the beautiful flowers for one last time. His steps were slow and tired and when he reached his room he instantly laid on his bed. The sheets smelled nice, like orange blossoms and his face was hurried deep in the pillow. It was a silk pillowcase and it was stuffed with feathers. Soft and comfortable the red haired man wished he could stay there longer. Enjoy the feeling of relaxing on this bed but he knew that in a few hours his life once more would drastically change. Had it been one year or maybe even less ever since he got into that taxi with Allias, Alex at the time. Everything had happened so fast. He had met werewolves, witches, demons, gods, angels and elves. He had fallen in love and fallen out of love just to realize he wasn't so simple himself.