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... n’t wake up all at once. Instead, I vaguely remembered flashing in and out of consciousness. Images barely recalled flickered like old film in the depths of my psyche. The low heat of someone’s body close to mine. Rhythmic breathing. A dimly lit room. The cold as I was left alone. Metal biting into my wrists. Firelight. Something soft beneath my body. An effervescent ache that yawned from my core and dripped like boiling water across my veins.
I slowly pulled my eyes open, the action lik ...
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