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... ill wore the hush of sleep, Li Wuji lay with his back half-propped against a mound of folded robes within the canvas confines of his tent. The air was crisp, scented faintly of damp earth and last night’s ash. The hum of insects had faded, replaced by the solemn silence of the coming morning. Shafts of golden light pried gently through the seams of the tent, gilding the worn fabric with pale warmth.
His eyes remained closed, but he was not asleep.
My wounds are healing up nicely. ...
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