The first rule of the prisoner is to survive.
The air was quiet around the bushi as he mediated, feeling the air of the quiet cell move around him. His legs and muscles ached, screamed, cried out for him to move or shift, and still he held the rigid lotus position on the floor. As the muscles of his body slowly gave way to his will, he felt the calm
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