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You reach out and take one of her hands. "Why are you putting me to memory, Alessa?"
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"Do you know me?" you whisper, drowning in the heat that is Hadrian. Does anyone?
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(...) but as you lose consciousness to the moors/rivers/ hills of slumber, the last thought on your half-awakened mind is that you hope you do not dream.
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Hey everyone! I'm almost done with one last bullet point before I make a Progress Report with great news! So, either tomorrow or Sunday, I'll post it. 💛 Just wanted to leave this little taste because I know it's been quiet.
(I really struggled to find something that isn't spoilers! The last part of the update is riddled with them.)