Chapter 14
I’m not dead. The ringing of the migraine slams through the silence and it’s only when I roll myself to one side that I realize I can’t hear the wind. My guts ache like I’ve swallowed an angry baboon and I can’t feel my arms or legs. Everything is blurry.
Need water. Food.
I stumble through wherever I am, slamming against all surfaces. Some of that is intentional, most of it is not. Something’s bound to open.
A figure appears behind me, starts talking. I dodge to the side, cast a spell at it. Can’t keep my balance, crash to the ground, figure disappears, barely roll to one side to retch on the ground instead of my own face. Cough and puke. Cough. Pass out.
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Old Jed glared at me and I couldn’t figure out why. We’d just returned from looting a tomb on a swamp planet. Despit
