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Victor of Tucson - Chapter 42Book 5: : Pazra
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... been made to hurt so badly. His back ached, his stomach grumbled, his mouth was dry and raw, and his feet bled. Feet! His glorious, shiny black hooves were gone. He’d been running for more than a day now. Running and walking, he silently corrected; his body could no longer sustain the effort of a run for more than a few minutes at a time. How shameful!
The rite, that damnable, mysterious ritual taught to his ancestors by the Ridonne who’d ventured into the Vizashath, had ruined him. Had ...
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