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... of it, heavy and soft, cocooning his battered body.
The second was the cool press of damp cloth resting on his forehead.
He blinked groggily, eyes fluttering open to a blurry ceiling carved from old wood, unfamiliar and dimly lit by the soft orange glow of afternoon sun filtering through paper windows.
Where… am I?
He tried to sit up but a sharp throb lanced through his ribs, and he groaned, collapsing back with a grunt.
That’s when he noticed the blanket ...
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