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© Copyright 2008 L.M. Prieto, all rights reserved
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When the Concilor stepped into the grand hall and saw him, Damian thought he was going to die.
Then, the man smiled, and Damian suspected things had just become worse.
“I didn’t expect you until later,” the man said.
“And I you.” The man’s words were odd, making Damian think […]









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