Year 3, Day 184: Sounds of the Night-time IX

There are nights where Miles goes to bed peacefully and without protest. Then there are nights like this.

In case you’re curious, when Miles starts fretting over his “bewn,” he’s referring to the balloon he was holding in his hand that he lost his grip on.

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