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... . Something tickled at the edge of his awareness, a touch as light as the fluttering wings of a butterfly brushing against his cheek. He would never have noticed at all, left to his wine-induced slumber, if only it hadn’t persisted.
His brow furrowed in his sleep as the subtle feeling of wrongness continued to grow, to poke against his magickally sensitive mind.
Restless, he began to toss and turn, until finally he started awake, bolting upright in his bed, silk sheets spilling l ...
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