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... from the window stabbing through the curtains like a spear. His body ached from the midnight training sessions, but that wasn’t the worst part of the day.
His black hair stuck out in all directions, wild and untamed. He dragged himself out of bed and walked to the wash basin. Splashing cold water onto his face, he stared into the mirror.
’Today’s the day... Lysandra and father are coming back.’
He didn’t know much about Valttair du Morgain beyond the memories of this body ...
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