Sophie tucked in for an afternoon nap. She didn’t like the noise of the squabbling. It was disagreeable to her. She didn’t like noisy train stations. Tried to hustle through them with cotton in her ears. But the sleeping cabin was warm, not too warm, and the noise was held to an acceptable level, with the aid of two cotton balls, stuffed. And so, for her, it was off to dreamlan… And she was flying free in her beautiful balloon. In the sky bluer than blue. Azure blue. It was she who dotted the sky
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