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Lost and Found

[Hyacinth]

The roar gets louder. The rogues touching me have fallen to the floor, except for the last one who is looking back the way they entered with fear in his eyes. I am trying to stay awake, but I can’t. The world is going dark as a clawed hand reaches forward and grabs my last attacker by the throat.

My eyes are too heavy to remain open. My body is useless, my arms and legs are heavy like bricks--cold, hard, and completely drained of life and energy. I don't know what just happened, but my body did something to protect me. Something powerful and deadly. Whatever it was, it wasn't natural.

Is it possible that my hands can hurt? And if that is true, can they also heal? Was everyone right when they assumed I had healed that little girl with my hands? Does it even matter? Based on how I feel right now, I'm going to die soon anyway. I can feel my body slowly shutting down.

Is this what it feels like to die?

Two strong arms smelling of sea salt and pine lift me from the dirty f
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