Tag: #fiction
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Memory, Mask, & Sword Mareth breathed out a deep, exasperated sigh, filled with all the care and frustration of his duties as the young Prince’s teacher. “How many times must I tell you, my very young friend? Theo you cannot be too careful in choosing your words. Every word, in its most exact meaning must…
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A road-weary messenger stops for a night’s rest at a crossroads inn on the Derekh Shir where the wayward learn that the simple swordsman is anything but.
