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Air burrowed insidiously into lungs that had collapsed subjective centuries ago, only to rush back out through tightened vocal chords in a scream of agony. Blood sluggishly drooled through heart chambers made fragile by time s merciless abrasion. Involuntarily, muscle groups twitched about as the soul returned to the body, flailing appendages hither and thither, testing their renewed animation. To complete the Waking, into his brain rushed memories of having no memories.
438 pages, Paperback
First published February 22, 2006