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The beaver yawned. My god, this rabbit must really be boring me. I can’t believe I’m actually that tired. Lord, he’s even boring himself. Look at the size of those teeth!

Edward tried to finish his sentence but was suddenly overcome with the uncontrollable need to yawn. “And …,” he yawned “… and then I …” His eyes were so heavy. It had been a long couple of days and there was still much to do. But it suddenly seemed too much. “It’s all too much,” he mumbled between yawns. He raised his head and watched the wily beaver in front of him settle into a compact furry ball and yawn.

Just as Edward’s eyes closed for the last time, his nose twitched. And twitched again. “What is that smell?” Edward wondered and then fell asleep beside the already-dozing beaver and an out-of-place lemon tree. And if anyone had remained awake, he would have seen that a slight mist hung in the air for a few moments more before slowly dissipating.