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... somehow chase his drowsiness away. Staring at the bulk of scrolls that he still had to translate, he gritted his teeth. “Argh! When will this end? Me and my over excited brain.”
He set aside the quill that he was using as his pen and closed the small container that holds the ink liquid. Stretching his fingers throughly as they make audible cracking sounds. “Ah... That feels great.”
His fingers have been stiff all night long and their joints have been locking at some points when ...
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