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Dawn I woke up to the sound of deep rumbling. Once again, my wrists hurt and my vision was foggy. This time the pain didn't stop after I opened my eyes. Harsh streaks of sunlight threatened to blind me, while my wrists felt like they were being sewn in with silver. I stifled a sob and touched the right one. A jolt of silvery pain shot through my finger as I made contact with it. There was no physical sign on my wrists but the finger I'd used to touch it was badly injured. It hurt so much that I found myself rushing back to the stream I'd used the night before to douse my burning hands in. The pain dissipated as soon as I submerged my hands in the cool water. I threw my head back and tried to bite back my tears. What was this? It only seemed to get worse. My hands remained in the flo