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''Hunger''. So intense that it dominated all his thoughts. And pain. He was careful not to lie on his back; it still stung at times even though it had scabbed over and begun to heal. At least he had been brought back to the room that he had first woken up in, washed and put to bed on cool sheets. Idir had overseen the young girl that had gently washed his wounds the day before, but had not spoken or touched him, his dark face and darker eyes inscrutable.<br><br> | ''Hunger''. So intense that it dominated all his thoughts. And pain. He was careful not to lie on his back; it still stung at times even though it had scabbed over and begun to heal. At least he had been brought back to the room that he had first woken up in, washed and put to bed on cool sheets. Idir had overseen the young girl that had gently washed his wounds the day before, but had not spoken or touched him, his dark face and darker eyes inscrutable.<br><br> |