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The cold air streamed through an opened window on the third floor of the inn. Jacen Cyril mumbled something in his sleep as he turned over in his bed. Cold sweat was bursting through his skin as he though a dam had been opened. The rough bed covers were wrapped around his legs as he tossed and turned. He whimpered softly and then cried out, lifting his hand slightly as if to stop an impending doom. In his nightmare, his mother and father were being murdered. He saw flashes of men with covered...

The cold air streamed through an opened window on the third floor of the inn. Jacen Cyril mumbled something in his sleep as he turned over in his bed. Cold sweat was bursting through his skin as he though a dam had been opened. The rough bed covers were wrapped around his legs as he tossed and turned. He whimpered softly and then cried out, lifting his hand slightly as if to stop an impending doom. In his nightmare, his mother and father were being murdered. He saw flashes of men with covered...