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Ryn of Avonside - 42: Growth and Intoxication
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... rst moments of almost-consciousness.
As I slipped from sleep to waking, I gently pressed my face further into her shoulder. “Grace,” I said, breathing her in. I’d never been happier than right in that moment, her arms around me, protecting me.
“Ryn!” Grace said a little more urgently, shaking me slightly.
I groaned and opened my eyes, leaning back from her. I wanted to stay in the uncomplicated world right after waking, where memory and worry hadn’t asserted themselves ye ...
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