Gods are what people worship. Men are what die. — Alaya Dawn Johnson, The Summer Prince
Gods are what people worship. Men are what die. — Alaya Dawn Johnson, The Summer Prince
Gods are what people worship. Men are what die. — Alaya Dawn Johnson, The Summer Prince
Gods are what people worship. Men are what die. — Alaya Dawn Johnson, The Summer Prince
Gods are what people worship. Men are what die. — Alaya Dawn Johnson, The Summer Prince
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Gods are what people worship. Men are what die.

— Alaya Dawn Johnson, The Summer Prince
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