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... a sacred relic.
He wasn't sure why he did this—it wasn't particularly comfortable—but somehow, it made him feel like a philosopher deep in thought.
The soft fabric of the pillow got squished every time he shifted, which was often, because sitting still had never been Hugo's strong suit.
He stared at the ceiling, trying to piece together the jumbled mess of thoughts swirling in his brain.
Today had been exciting—mentally, physically, and spiritually. Okay, maybe n ...
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