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... light across the wooden floorboards. He woke before the usual knock from the innkeeper, his internal clock sharp from years of waking early—whether in his old world or this one. For a brief moment, he lay still, staring at the ceiling, letting the quiet of the morning settle over him like a second blanket.
Then he sat up, stretched, and got ready.
Amber’s Hearth smelled of baked bread and tea as he made his way downstairs. The innkeeper, more awake this time, greeted him with a n ...
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