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... he infirmary’s wide-paned windows, cutting long shapes across the floorboards. Dust drifted in the beams, lazy, real, untainted by godly mockery.
Merlin sat on the edge of the bed with his feet pressed to the cold tile. His body still ached from yesterday’s walk, his first real steps beyond sterile white walls. Every joint carried a faint soreness, and yet, beneath it all, he felt stronger than he had since waking. Not strong, not whole, but... anchored.
He exhaled through his no ...
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