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... eld not so long ago, during his first and only dream.
Grass was never greener than the one beneath his feet, the air neither hot nor cold, just sweet on his skin.
Was it yet another dream? But how?
Silas never dreamt for he had never known a lick of sleep.
Why was he there then?
The questions did not come with their answers, but memories struck instead... Memories of the last faces that stood before him, the last voices to reach his ears.
Dragomir’ ...
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