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... harp pain in his throat. He sighed quietly.
"Damn it, I'm sick."
He struggled to sit up, and after a short while, his body started to adjust to the illness, making his movements a little easier. He stared into the dark room — dark because the windows were shut — and felt a slight chill.
'I was planning to head to the forest today, but that's clearly impossible in my condition.'
After a brief moment of thought, he lifted a primitive bell in his room and rang it qui ...
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