Still no sound. None this end. Through fire and water, through penury and pestilence, your hand will always be on his shoulder. Panic leapt into his eyes as he brought his wrist up just in time to parry the blade. ’ Gerald knew the caress in his voice was a trifle ironic. I would like to have to tell it so.
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