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dusk it was, or thereabouts. Iman could always tell by the way the sky lost its
blue and turned either a charnel gray or diluted red, usually de..
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Iman
took his hand from his hilt and filled his lungs until bursting. “The
attacker,” he said, exhaling slowly and taking his seat, &ldq..
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Due to formatting issues, I have posted the remainder of
JASHANDAR'S WAKE on my blog.
If you are interested, please go to:
http://jashandarswak..
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Two of the most unlikely of heroes, Brine the disciple and Jaysh the woodsman find themselves fighting for the homeland they love, the former for his ..
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