[Julien keeps his enormous eyes closed and slithers his head on the floor, neck unnervingly flexible, to hide his face under a flung-out wing. He's been flapping. The place is a mess, he's kicked up a lot of air.
Even laying flat his back is more than knee high. Children could ride on him.]
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Even laying flat his back is more than knee high. Children could ride on him.]
No. 'm really tired.