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... sort the situation at hand. First of all, he wasn't dead. Second, he was in a smaller body than he remembered. Third, he was covered in straw up to his chin, sleeping most likely, before Syryn rudely woke himself up. It was pitch black and rain was lashing hard against the thatched roof of the barn. Somewhere in a corner of the barn, a kitten was meowing insistently. He pushed aside the straw and looked for the kitten while mentally digesting his situation. The barn felt familiar to his confused ...
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