Quotes by S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest

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He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest
He tore his gaze from the door to eye the medallion at his chest, black and dull, sharply offset by the gold around it a — S.C. Parris, The Phoenixes of the Nest