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... s daze.
His eyes flicked to the bag in the corner — the same dried meat the guards had left him. The moment the scent hit him, his stomach twisted violently with hunger.
Like an animal, he lunged for it. His fingers tore at the brittle pieces, shoving them into his mouth, barely chewing.
But then he paused — mid-bite.
His sleeves were too short. His boots felt tight.
He looked down at his hands — longer, rougher, more mature.
His legs stretched out ...
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