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Ryn of Avonside - 9: The Good Kind of Goop
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... ll I cared to know and all I was capable of knowing, my mind was bare and empty. I have no idea how long I was like that, but I didn’t care about the not knowing, I didn’t care about what was before. I couldn’t remember what was before, not really, not on a conscious level.
It’s hard to remember much of anything when you're asleep, after all. I wasn't even aware on a base level of my own name, let alone my life and memories. They were still there though, melding and mixing together in th ...
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