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... tretching into another yawn.
His arms dangled limply at his sides, and his eyes still felt gritty with sleep.
The burns across his back and arm had healed nicely overnight, the salve Ingrid had given him working better than anything he could have imagined.
There was no ache in his body anymore, only a heavy sleepiness that clung to him like a fog.
He rubbed at his eyes as he pushed open the mess hall doors.
The familiar scent of porridge and bread drifted ...
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