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Thirty-three

My eyes opened. No! Not yet! I screamed inside my head. The only sound around me was the song Althyof sang. I reveled in my newfound understanding of what he was singing. As he sang, the runes associated with each line burned in my mind’s eye.

I laughed aloud, unable to help it.

“Hank?” came Sif’s sleep-blurred voice. “Are you awake?”

I let my eyelids fall closed, exhausted, but feeling better than I had since Kuthbyuhrn had attacked. “Sleep,” I said. “All is well.”

Then, I slept.