Chapter 2: Archmage in a New World
Arthur awakened to the songs of birds.
It was confusing going from unconscious to awake. His body hurt in many places, so many that he believed he may have been out cold for days or weeks. His mouth tasted like copper and ash. And every muscle complained when he tried to get up.
He was lying on top of grass. That was the first tangible detail that his brain could comprehend. Grass, not the stone floor of his laboratory. Trees overhead cast dappled sunlight through leaves that Arth...
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