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... refused that but it wore at the edges of his patience like sand scraping stone. The thin cot stole warmth. The damp air made his joints ache. The silence was louder here, because no one bothered to perform kindness.
Even the guard outside sounded different. Less shifting. Less nervous. More... trained.
Lucien sat on the cot with his back straight, hands resting loosely on his thighs. He didn’t curl up. He didn’t hunch. He didn’t let the room make him look small.
He count ...
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