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... had passed.
All he knew was the weight. Heavy. Full-body. Like he’d been filled with sand and left to rot in the sun.
His limbs were numb, tingling faintly, with the kind of sluggish static that came with coming down from something. His head swam.
He groaned.
Movement felt like suggestion, not action. When he finally managed to open his eyes, he saw nothing. Darkness, full and unrelenting.
He shifted his head—barely—and felt it.
Cloth. Rough again ...
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