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Cold. That was all that Bereth felt when he came to. He could somewhat feel his own presence but none of his limbs. His body altogether felt as good as nonexistent.
The ring was still with him, at the very least. That was a relief even though Bereth had just enough presence of mind to understand that he was in no position to defend it, should someone try to take it from him now. Moving felt impossible.
Something stabbed him in the back again and he found his mind going completely blank again.
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N. WS. Jokela, more commonly known as WindySilver, is a Finnish programmer and a hobbyist artist fighting a war against procrastination on the losing side. When her free time is not taken up by things like reading, procrastination, video games, watching series or more procrastination, she mainly writes sci-fi fanfiction and original flash fiction of various genres. While she dabbles in a lot of things ranging from digital art to jewelry to plants to whatever catches her interest, writing is her persistent forte.
You should not give her yet another crazy flash fiction challenge to take part in because she simply cannot say "no" to it.
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