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... fect, and my skin is already covered in blisters. The cruel rays go straight through clothes as if they were not there.
“Ahh!" I scream and hiss, as yet another gust of wind moves branches and I am exposed to the cruel touch.
“You should give up; you are only delaying the inevitable.”
I want to make Him shut up, but he stands in the light, mocking me. Here, he looks human and regal with his thick brown beard and noble posture, a true king of old. ...
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