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... the bed. Eris stirred. It wasn’t a full awakening, but a slow, sluggish climb out of the depths of her mana-exhaustion.
She felt a weight, a presence that was different from the clinical air of the ritual room. She felt the feeling of a hand holding hers.
Her eyes flickered, barely opening, her vision clouded by the remnants of sleep. She felt a sudden, sharp pang of anxiety, the lingering residue of the sadness she’d felt in the dreamscape. Her hand searched the sheets, fingers ...
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