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Athelstan had been doing better, it seemed, talking with more strength and lucidity and staying awake longer at a stretch.

Not any more.

He's lying on his front again, sweat standing out on his skin, when Sinric approaches the bed, and mutters something unintelligible when Sinric touches him.

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"Athelstan?" Sinric tries again, gently brushing his fingers over his friend's brow. "Athelstan, can you hear me?"

Athelstan's skin burns and Sinric runs to fetch clothes to cool his brow and wrists.