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People spoke around me and I could make out them moving around. That was a start. The world seemed to be coming back into focus, even if I couldn't open my eyes.
Shouts sounded outside the tent, as if someone had just arrived in camp. I thought back through the days. It was hard to keep track of the time I'd been unconscious, but I thought it had been about two days.
Jonathan.
The familiar sound of the tent flap opening, accompanied by the flap of Sapphire's wings gave me more comfort than I was going to admit. I wasn't sure that he could do anything more than any of the others who'd tried, but there was something reassuring about him being here.
"What did she do to you?" Jonathan's voice whispered close by me. He took my hand in his and gave it a squeeze.
I longed to reach out an
