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... lit forest from centuries ago vanished in a sickening blur.
He wasn’t leaning against an oak tree. He was flat on his back on the cold, unforgiving stone of the East Wing room.
The transition was like being thrown from a cliff. The searing white light of the Goddess was replaced by a suffocating, heavy darkness, broken only by the dying flickers of the ritual candles.
The physical pain hit him a second later. It felt like his veins were filled with molten lead. Every musc ...
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