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Langue : English
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Beneath Ceaseless Skies 413
Beneath Ceaseless Skies, #413
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One Ear Left Over : But you couldn't swim in deep ecclesiastical water without the skill of projecting calm dignity, and she trusted her skill. The prisoner shackled in the Hall of Welcome would see only the two golden pits burned into the white of her right eye—the mark of a Second Steward—and a robe and scripture-case befitting her rank. He would see the institution, not the secret drunk. Not the misery. Maybe—despite her reputation—not even the traitor.
An Isle in a Sea of Ghosts : She rose, feeling the aches where the dead had touched her, and gathered him in her arms. She’d hold him tighter this time. Oh, he’d fight her all the way, but they could get back on their way to the isle and the elf-king, and it would be over at last.
A Witch’s Transition In The City Of Ghosts: We both know that the …
One Ear Left Over : But you couldn't swim in deep ecclesiastical water without the skill of projecting calm dignity, and she trusted her skill. The prisoner shackled in the Hall of Welcome would see only the two golden pits burned into the white of her right eye—the mark of a Second Steward—and a robe and scripture-case befitting her rank. He would see the institution, not the secret drunk. Not the misery. Maybe—despite her reputation—not even the traitor.
An Isle in a Sea of Ghosts : She rose, feeling the aches where the dead had touched her, and gathered him in her arms. She’d hold him tighter this time. Oh, he’d fight her all the way, but they could get back on their way to the isle and the elf-king, and it would be over at last.
A Witch’s Transition In The City Of Ghosts: We both know that the coven won't allow someone like me into their meetings.
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- Fantasy