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Valin stood next to the bar so he could continue his drinking and forget the strange thoughts he had previously had racing through his mind. What was it about this merry place that made him feel uneasy? Could it be that through hardship he had closed himself off from everyone? Had he become what he did not want to be? Had he become lost in his own sorrow?
These thoughts seemed to him to be more disturbing than the thoughts before so he ordered another round and began to look about the room to try and clear his head. He was soon lost in a thousand voices and soon his own thoughts began to seem like another distant murmur drifting in a sea of tongues.
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