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... ion, and restless introspection. My body was weak, a fragile shell compared to the divine vessel I once inhabited. Muscles strained with every movement, and I could barely lift a hand without trembling. Mortality was cruel, far harsher than I remembered.
Jessie visited every day, her soft voice and warm touch an ever-present reminder of this new reality. She would recount stories of our past together— fishing trips, arguments over curfews, and holidays that seemed too perfect to belong t ...
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