“I kept getting hungry. I caught the flu and lay shivering in a hotel bed for three days. But there was something else that hurt more than a stubbed toe or hunger or sickness. I couldn’t put my finger on what it was, but it followed me wherever I went. And even that paled in comparison to the suffering I saw around me—people begging for food or money in the streets, people who were so ill they could barely move, people whose dreams had been crushed by time and fate and all the horrible things the Old Gods had unleashed into the world. I thought, if living is this miserable, why wouldn’t people
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