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... t wasn’t a clean ache, not something he could grit his teeth through like a pulled tendon or a bruised rib. It was structural, invasive, the kind of pain that made his thoughts stutter and his vision pulse at the edges, as if his brain itself was being forced to accommodate a new body it hadn’t agreed to live in.
His hands trembled against the rubble, fingers flexing and failing to obey, and every attempt to control the shaking only seemed to make the spasms sharper, like his nerves rese ...
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