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I wanted to soak in a bath for days, and cleanse myself of The...
This way he spoke set off the voice in my head, which said to run. Their game grew tiresome. My arm throbbed, my head hurt, and I needed rest. Yes, even more than wanting to feel the magic in my blood or drinking Branagh’s Ale to excess, I needed rest. He continued, oblivious to my physical...
Morgon Newquist