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... ere fixed on the ground, unable to meet the gazes of the people around her but in truth, as she sat there holding a cup of chilled sweet tea, her gaze was lost in the distant past. freёwebnovel.com
"My father was the High Lord of the Endless Marsh. It’s not really endless," she added as though it were an old reflex when describing her home. "It’s just really, really big. It wasn’t just the Glimmerwing Clan there either. The Scaled Clan, the Ancient Clan, even the Night Weaver and Mist Wr ...
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