[ How do you put that to words? Ephemera shivers, his good eye screwed tight. He can feel a headache building. Pulsing in his skull. Ruining him. But Drake is steady and solid, and Ephemera can hear his heartbeat.
Steady. At least one thing is. ]
Didn't know who he was. Didn't check. Thought he was just...a soldier from back home.
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Steady. At least one thing is. ]
Didn't know who he was. Didn't check. Thought he was just...a soldier from back home.