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"Luthan, are you awake?" It was the millionth time I was gentle poking his cheek to get some kind of 'I'm alive' reaction from him.

And as usual, his reply was always a groan. I knew he was in pain. I was regretting bringing him with me. The old woman had warned that it was not for him, this journey was not for him. What had I been thinking? That had been selfish of me