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The more difficult choice? I understand. Sometimes we must choose these for ourselves. Your decision will be here when you return.

The ground is cool and firm, but not harmful. The air becomes breathable once more, your head clearing. The shadows move on, no longer awaiting, their smothering presence driven back peacefully. A comforting presence remains. Sleep does not come willingly, but your weary bones begin to still, your heart evening, your lungs no longer ache, breaths steady. Peace is not sleep, but it can be a kind of rest.