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... etween the panels.
He lay on a narrow couch with firm cushions and smooth fabric beneath his fingers, the air cool and clean, carrying a faint scent of old wood and waxed stone.
He shifted an elbow and felt walls within arm’s reach on both sides, close but orderly, furnished rather than abandoned, the kind of place built to be used rather than endured.
Am I dreaming again, he thought, the question rising with a flicker of irritation as he pushed himself upright and tested ...
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