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... He groaned softly, his limbs aching with a dull throb that seemed to echo through his entire body. His head pounded in time with his heartbeat, and for a moment, he lay still, seeking comfort in the weight of his blankets and the softness of his mattress.

The aches reminded him of the morning after a night of heavy drinking. Not that he had done it many times, what with his grandfather breathing down his neck for most of his life, but the sensory overload he experienced as he got up to ...

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