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... d his eyes, Alaric felt it.
Warmth.
Not just in the air, but in his very soul, wrapping around him like a familiar embrace.
The scent of wildflowers, fresh earth, and ripened grain filled his lungs.
The distant laughter of children, the rustling of wheat in the breeze, the babbling of a nearby brook, everything was alive with quiet magic.
Sunlight bathed his skin in a golden glow, and when he finally opened his eyes, he found himself standing in the middle ...
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