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... open and stared at the ceiling. The sound wasn't around him—it was inside his freaking skull.
"Awaken, brave warrior! The sun's already high in the sky and yet you slumber in disgrace?"
He sat up instantly, hand on his forehead. "Ugh... I don't have a fever, but why does my head feel like a rock?"
Fayra, busy burning toast to a crisp, glanced back at him. "Well, look who's finally up! Last night you were mumbling like a maniac. We almost sent you to that potion-witch acro ...
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