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... arion's mind, twisting through blood, battle, and broken earth. In the present, his eyes were open—but he wasn't in the present anymore.
He was drifting.
Drifting through a time long buried.
Through a name long forgotten.
"Am I... weak?" Escarion murmured to himself, eyes clouded as memories from another life surged to the surface.
The world was calm.
Not the war-torn land he knew now, but a peaceful, warm morning, touched by the g ...
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