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Antares woke up. She had a strange dream again. She looked through the window. Two suns hanging low over the horizon were proof she was awake. She looked at the drawing board. A rectangular building with a pointed roof surrounded by green round plants from one of the dreams were so different from her spherical house and coneshaped trees, writhing and constantly changing colors. The visions she had were surprisingly consistent. Antares had a dim feeling they were more than just weird dreams. She put her finger on the touchscreen and began to draw what she remembered from last night.

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