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... f fresh loincloths. They were simple...rough-spun, uneven, dyed with crushed bark, but clean, tidy and smelling faintly of smoke and herbs.
"Here," she said, kneeling beside him. "You still can’t move much, so I’ll help you."
He gave a small, embarrassed nod. There wasn’t much pride left in pretending he could do it himself. His body felt like it belonged to someone else... weak, clumsy, heavy.
Lyra worked quickly, her movements gentle and soft. They looked rustic, sure, ...
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