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... r, or proper rest. He’d been standing in his cell, and now, he could feel his body beginning to shut down. His legs trembled beneath him, his vision blurring at the edges.
The subtle dry air, announcing the coming of winter didn’t help matters, as Ryder could feel his throat growing drier, his lips cracking from the cold in the dungeon. His tongue felt like sandpaper, and every breath he took burned his parched throat. He tried to swallow, but his mouth was too
Ryder shook his he ...
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