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... s had brushed against the desert wind, they felt unbearably dry as they parted.
A bright light seeped through the tangled lashes, and I absentmindedly thought, It must be morning.
“……”
The strange thing was that I could feel the strangeness itself.
At first, it was just a suffocating pressure low on my abdomen. But as my hazy mind sharpened, so did the weight pressing against me.
I rubbed my face into the pillow, trying to wake up. The ends of my dishevele ...
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