Nalanda: Part One

An incessant metal whine nagged her amiable slumber, tugging at the threads of reverie until she was dragged into the waking daylight, kicking and screaming. Paige Turner’s eyes meekly parted. Through a heavy mortar of rheum, gentle ambience brightened her stare, painting in the colours of her surroundings. Paige awoke to find herself dressed exactly …

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