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The world came back in the form of blurry edges and ringing in yous ears. The sand underneath them bit through yous thin clothing; it found its way through folds of cloth and pooled inside. Scratchy and extremely uncomfortable. No attempts you made to move their position made it better, and instead only served to jostle around the sand to even more uncomfortable positions. The area you as in seemed nondescript too- lost temple, most definitely, and nowhere near the main city. But they couldn't find any other markers outside of that. yous hands were tied painfully behind their back, rope digging into their wrist bloody and raw. It was expertly done in a way you wasn't sure what to feel about. "You finally woke sugar?" you would look up, having to squint due to the blinding sun. "I thought I'd hit 'ya a little too hard against the head."
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