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... rst Spell
I awoke so sore I couldn’t move. Yes, that was a lie. It was just excruciating to move. The pain triggered a memory of the first day of wrestling practice in high school when the coach decided to check out the team’s conditioning for the entire practice. I grabbed the lemon-scented salve and used the rest of it on the most painfully sensitive muscles and more significant bruises.
I sat in my bed and found the leather backpack nearby that contained the book of c ...
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