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…advantage. He mounted the hill, carved chips from the bloodstained cross with a sharpened flint, pausing only to remove a splinter from his palm. After her husband’s burial, Abba’s mute and crippled widow sold all but one of his magical amule…
Jay Squires
Brian Dickens Barrabee
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Nice little accent piece :)
Very much involved with the world and likes nothing better than writing about its absurdities. Award winning author who guarantees a laugh or two a story.
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