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As we crossed the big dungeon gate to the outside, I got struck hard on the face by the morning breeze. Something I haven't felt in days.

Tears gathered at the side of my eyes. I didn't know how much being confined could make one feel so dead; so out of life.

I dragged my feet through dust and the fallen leaves, every stride heavier than the last.

Two guards were outside and they walked behind us while Noura led the way. I watched her straight back as she moved in precise grace and ...