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... where he was.
"Syryn," it was Rowan calling him. "Speak to me. Did you have a nightmare?" The blond's worried face hovered over his in the darkness.
"Whistling. The damn whistling in my dream."
Syryn sat up on the bed and tried to recall what he had dreamt of.
"It followed you to your dreams?" Rowan asked.
Did it? Or was it just a product of his sub-conscience doing its thing as a reaction to what he had experienced?
"I'm okay. It was just a bad ...
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