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... waking up, I don’t understand what is happening, but as the cool air enters my lungs, I gradually begin to regain consciousness.
The air smells moldy and cold, and I can feel the cold stone in my palms. In this space without any light, I can’t even tell if it is day or night. As I steady my breath, I remember what happened before I lost consciousness.
It was about a month later that I, who had been pushed to my limit physically and mentally by the events surrounding the prophecy ...
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