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... miliar, yet distant—like something glimpsed through thick fog. His limbs felt heavy, his breaths slow, the warmth of the blankets wrapped around him more of a restraint than comfort.
The scent of herbs lingered in the air. Medicine. Someone had been tending to him. A tray sat on the bedside table, a bowl of food long gone cold beside a half-empty cup of water. Had he eaten? He couldn’t remember.
Muffled voices drifted through the room, words blurring together.
"Has he mov ...
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