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The faint sound of snoring echoed through the dilapidated stone hut as Lynch lay on the wooden bed, fast asleep.
Since returning to the stone hut, he had been sleeping here.
This sleep felt extraordinarily comforting. He couldn’t even remember the last time he had slept so peacefully—it must have been before he crossed over. Oh no, perhaps it had to be even further back, during his carefree childhood. Only those worry-free days of childhood would allow such an undisturbed, ...
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