Chapter 219: What the Morning Brings

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Birdsong flits in the branches above us as I blink awake, my body sore. As a cool breeze kisses my skin the scent of crushed roses blossoms around me, the sunlight warms our bed of twisted vines.

Carefully I try to sit up, avoiding the thorns. They move aside, refusing to pierce my flesh...

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