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FATED FOR THE LYCAN KING
ld stank of a
eath the skin, slow and quiet, unti
rmire's eastern wall. The sky bled crimson behind him, smoke rising
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Bora
Idaline Miele
H. Dally
Eada Lodge
Annypen
Marshall Wynne
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