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... papers, the dull drone of debates, and the clinking of teacups as the ministers continued discussing strategies and logistics for the coming months.
But amid the usual bureaucratic grind, a yawn broke through the conversation—loud, prolonged, and oddly contagious.
"I beg your pardon. I didn’t sleep well last night."
Muttered Minister Thorus as he blinked hard and rubbed his eyes.
"I feel the same. It’s like a blanket of weariness has fallen on this place..."
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