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... ndow was orangish, that of a sunset. It was said that such a waking foretold death, and Nendas prayed it no one he knew.
His eyes struggled to open, and never before in his life had he felt so drained. His room remained furnished with little save well-read books from his Father and a bed. As he gradually got the feeling back in his limbs, he realized he was alive.
Alive and drained. His eyes were closed, but he could sense it all around him.
"Wake up, Nendas," said a voic ...
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