Taking the cloth, he put it over his eyes, sighing as the cold sank in. That was so much better already. Relaxing a moment, he let the ache fade a bit as he waved to his body.
"How are things looking? Am I still black where the bindings were?" He had a feelings that would linger until the next day. After all he'd never been able to have ointment for the injuries before.
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"How are things looking? Am I still black where the bindings were?" He had a feelings that would linger until the next day. After all he'd never been able to have ointment for the injuries before.