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Devon stirred, his body stiff and heavy, every breath scraping against his chest like broken glass. The chill of the night still clung to him, and when he tried to move, pain lanced through every muscle. For a moment, he thought he’d died, until the sharp ache reminded him that death would have been kinder.
His throat burned, dry and swollen. He could barely swallow. When he opened his cracked lips, no sound came, just the faintest rasp of air. His tongue felt like sandpaper, and ...
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