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... ing'an gently exhaled as he slapped his own cheeks to try and reinvigorate himself, then stood up and returned to his little room.
Even from afar, he could see the glow of the lit lamp on the table through the window.
He reflexively sped up, only to then slow down again as he chuckled to himself.
Ever since he was four years old, he had never returned home to a lit lamp. After going back on his vow to his mother to work at the dragon kiln, he managed to earn some copper c ...
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