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Seconds turned into mins. Minutes became into hours. The visibility of the day became observed with the aid of the frightening darkness of night time. Everyone left hours in the past not daring to assist me through going in opposition to the Alpha kings son's order. My lips were getting cracks from dryness forcing me to moisten them with my tongue over again and once more. My hands which were tied in the again of me spherical the bark had been now numb with pain and stress. I closes my eyes to break out from this harsh truth. When a person gets caught in a hopeless situation as mine one usually thinks of the pleased recollections one has, those smiling faces circulate their minds, those giggles enter their ears, and memories of people who love him provide him power. But in my case
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