[ the cuts on his forearms have been soothed to a dull ache, tingling under the bandages and ointment. tony tries to ignore them. while traversing the walkway, he casts his eyes between the pillars and the vines wrapped around them; at the darkness between them, the lantern light sparse and distant. he feels naked still, which never bothered him before, but this feels different. a deeper kind of nude.
next question. keep moving. ] How long was I gone? [ couldn't have been more than a day. he's hungry, but not starving. the thirst is worse. ]
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next question. keep moving. ] How long was I gone? [ couldn't have been more than a day. he's hungry, but not starving. the thirst is worse. ]