She stood in the rain, in the chill, relentless rain, in a long pale dress, a girl without a name. Or perhaps she had a name, but she could not remember it. She could remember nothing. Not how she’d come…
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Dance of the Tavyn – random excerpt 1
“Jump!” Kirian railed at the Ulinian, still running toward him and the cliff. Roald nodded jerkily, then turned and leapt off. Kirian stopped abruptly at the edge, dragging me back at the last instant, and watched his last man disappear…
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