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... bt which he had consumed with his food, forming a knot within his chest. He excused himself quickly, and Jurot, who had seen the darkness encroach on the half elf’s face, let him go.
‘Adam son of Fate, your business is your own.’ However, he understood he had his own business too.
Adam retired to bed, falling onto it. He did not pull the blanket over himself, instead embracing the coolness of the air, staring at the ceiling.
[What are you thinking about?]
“Life,” ...
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