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... ing, regenerating, repairing, and yet his slumber was not restful. Not as it should be.
There had been a shuddering echo, a ripple through the darkness that had disturbed his rest. Sluggishly, he cast about, but there was nothing to see other than the rippling ball of soul entwined in death.
Wasn’t… there… something…
He might have sighed if he had drawn breath, but it had been so long, he hardly remembered what it was like. Time passed slowly in darkness’s embrace, and hi ...
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