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CHAPTER 46: TOPSIDE.
Author: Willowgift
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Sighing, Zachary carefully replaced the flower and closed the book, sliding it back onto the shelf.

He moved to his bed and sat on its edge, his hand brushing over the plain wool blanket.

How many nights had he lain here, staring at the ceiling, wrestling with anger and grief and confusion?

How many mornings had he woken with the sun streaming through his window, his body already anticipating the day's training before his mind had fully surfaced from sleep?

This bed had witnessed his nightma
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