Pain and guilt tore through him. His soul was bleeding to death. He stood there, waiting to die. How could he not? But s — Diana Pharaoh Francis, Path of Blood
Pain and guilt tore through him. His soul was bleeding to death. He stood there, waiting to die. How could he not? But s — Diana Pharaoh Francis, Path of Blood
Pain and guilt tore through him. His soul was bleeding to death. He stood there, waiting to die. How could he not? But s — Diana Pharaoh Francis, Path of Blood
Pain and guilt tore through him. His soul was bleeding to death. He stood there, waiting to die. How could he not? But s — Diana Pharaoh Francis, Path of Blood
Pain and guilt tore through him. His soul was bleeding to death. He stood there, waiting to die. How could he not? But s — Diana Pharaoh Francis, Path of Blood
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Pain and guilt tore through him. His soul was bleeding to death. He stood there, waiting to die. How could he not? But such wounds were not fatal.

— Diana Pharaoh Francis, Path of Blood
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