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Aren was brought out of his daydreaming by the statement that he could only assume to be a mournful one. "I need a life." He grinned, eyes wrinkling teasingly. "Don't we all?" His tone was anything but serious, but the metallic tapping of his finger on the windowsill said more than he could...

Aren's blonde hair bounced as the train rumbled on. His chocolate brown eyes skipped across the ever-changing blurry image streaking away out the window. Though he appeared to be staring with great intensity, you would know by the starry glimmer in his eyes that his mind was in a different world...