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... .. smoother.
The map of scars from ten years of fighting is gone. I blink, trying to clear the memory fog from the Aion Sanctuary, the sight of my arms being torn apart, and the memory of Lili’s blood on the living room tile.
My throat feels scraped raw.
"Dryden! Breakfast! I already called you twice!"
The voice is real. It’s not an echo. It’s her.
My heart stutters. I throw the thin blanket off and run.
I burst into the living room and stop, my ...
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