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... ke a horse. Soren was submerged in a sea of paperwork, his quill moving with a mechanical, joyless precision.
He had been at his desk since before dawn, and as the afternoon light began to fade, he showed no signs of stopping.
He looked terrible. There were circles under his eyes, and his hair, usually so perfectly managed, was windswept and disheveled from where he had repeatedly run his hands through it in frustration.
Yet, despite the exhaustion, the harsh light of the ...
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