It was EXHAUSTING; I slept in past dawn the next day. What woke me was turning over on my side and getting a yank on the metal collar around my neck.
"Guk." I said, opening my eyes.
I was chained to the central post of a once-white tent, that color it changes when you haven't washed it in months. The smells were offal, blood, urine, and sage. Okay, still in a hospital. The tent was short and the roof sagged, flopping about in the wind.
"I'm back at Doctor Murgyn's." I said aloud.
"Ah, it stirs." Ligrid said, slamming closed a massive ledger. "How do you feel about making potions today?"
I snorted. "Like all of my mana has been tapped out of my bodily orifices." I said.
"That was theoretical." she informed me. "You're in contact with the topsoil, and sunlight is right there."
"That's not the same as..."
Well, the ex-wife called. And the good news is she's now settled into her new house. The bad news is I was foolish, and paid for some things I shouldn't have.
But... life goes on. Sorry about yesterday, I know several of you were expecting a Juneteenth special chapter because I was off work. I was just exhausted; I barely left bed yesterday.
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