Leothross opened his eyes with a start. He must have fallen asleep. He had not meant to. He sat just where he had the night before, perched near the edge of the cliff that their camp was atop. It was still dark, he had not slept for long. He rose quietly, and fetched one of his books from his pack. As he returned he glanced at the others, hoping that they were getting more sleep than he.
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