Dec 30, 2019
Recovery
“Whoa, where am I?” Caleb woke with a start, hand automatically reaching for the axe that he always kept near his bedside, only to find it missing. Momentarily, he panicked, unsure what had wakened him but feeling naked without his favorite weapon, and in a strange place no less, but then his eyes came to rest on a familiar face that filled him with reassurance. “Lia... where am I? And where’s my axe?” He didn’t seem bothered by the fact that he was naked from the waist up, because right now, the axe was the more pressing issue.
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