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... nitely not home.

For starters, it was warm and humid, a stark contrast to the cold he was accustomed to. Also, he wasn’t bundled in his usual thick clothing. The air wasn’t freezing either—just pleasantly breezy. Soft and soothing against his skin.

Glancing around with a frown, his feet hit the floor, and he soon noticed the gritty sensation of sand scattered across a wooden floor. Slowly, Florian rose to his feet, his hand brushing against the walls. They were made of bamboo.

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