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... weight pressing against her chest, the sluggishness in her limbs.
Her mind was caught between the haze of unconsciousness and the sharp sting of reality clawing its way back in. The scent of burning wood was gone, replaced with the musty, earthy scent of damp timber and fresh leaves.
She inhaled sharply, her eyes fluttering open.
The ceiling above her was rough-hewn wood, the faint flicker of candlelight casting uneven shadows across its surface.
She turned her he ...
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