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The lone deity lays in bed, unable to sleep. Past choices come back to keep him awake, they toss him and turn him throughout the night. Inevitably the sun comes up and spills into his room through the window. The rays crawl slowly towards his bed, shining on the floor. Cujoh hummed and snapped his fingers and the curtains surrounding his bed darkened as they closed. Getting out of bed today was seemingly going to be a challenge. . .
