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Kurogane was waiting next the entrance of Tomoyo’s chambers. Dawn was just breaking, and the palaces’s corridors were still silent. Sunlight was making its way through the windows, colouring the white walls with a pale pink. It was a quiet and clear dawn, the sun rising from the woody hills surrounding the palace. A sight which would have cheered up every tormented soul from the black of the night. But Kurogane had stood awake during his watch, and darkness wasn’t something that could frighten him... it was an enemy to control and to hold at bay. His eyes fixed on the dark, his senses altert to the slightest noise in the da