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The Wielder of Death Magic - Chapter 963
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... hy,’ she gulped and sweated, ‘-a nightmare about the Dorchester massacre. The day father and I lost everything – it couldn’t be, could it?’ *An omen,* such was the thought at 21:30. ‘At least she’s sleeping,’ a motherly warmth patted Arie’s well-cared hair, she slept peacefully, ‘-how can I worry when she’s here,’ Eira slept on her side, facing the childish innocence of her daughter. Before another minute struck, slumber took its hold and they slept.
Another day rose, ‘-again,’ exhaled I ...
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