Nathan Free, Natalie Bound
Chapter 27: War
I did not have any awareness of time. No fogginess, no barely-there-ness, no dreamy comascape. I just woke up, and Fwatta the healer was mad at me. She dusted her hands as if metaphorically washing her hands of me.
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