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Magic #35

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Master Tellerick opened his eyes, and immediately grabbed his aching chest. Beneath him, he could feel the hole as new skin touched the sleeping mat below. He took a deep, juddering breath of cold, damp, morning air before pushing himself upright.

"Welcome back to the land of the living Master Tellerick." Skaran proffered a steaming mug of tea. "You were lucky Master William got to you in time."

Tellerick took hold of the tea, and took a sip. Skaran had put too much honey in it, and it tasted... glorious. "How is he?"

Skaran pointed. "Still sleeping."

"And the others?"

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    Neville Hunt over 2 years ago

    Yeay! He lives (I thought he would). Love the first paragraph... and the glorious tea. Great stuff Jeff. Loving it! šŸ˜Š

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    Jeff Taylor over 2 years ago

    Thanks Neville.

    **Minor edit to make it clearer that it was Skaran doing the pointing and not Tellerick.

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    Drew Martyn over 2 years ago

    omg that tea, I bet it smells wonderful as well!
    I really like the way you've introduced the small, homely touches (like the tea and it having too much honey) into the story. It not only makes it more real but adds that touch of poignancy, a memory of home comforts, to them on their journey. Thoroughly enjoying it :)

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    Jeff Taylor over 2 years ago

    Thanks Drew. Much appreciated. There's no tea like a strong camping cuppa first thing on a chilled morning. šŸ˜Š

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    Neville Hunt over 2 years ago

    Mmmm. Yes. Iā€™d better put the kettle on.

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