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Chapter 34: Snow
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... could not accept what had happened. It is only a dream, my mind protested. It is not real, it explained, trying to force the idea down my throat. I wanted to believe it, but reality said otherwise.
"Ser Mareste," he called. "You are alive."
"Where am I? Answer me. Where am I?" I asked, dazed with my sight fatigued. Briefly, I tried to sit up form the mattress stuffed with hay only to feel the sharp pain from my chest.
"Careful, brother," another voice remarked. "You suffe ...
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