The Harvester was the rustling of autumn leaves, there one minute, gone the next. — Jolene Haley, Harrowed
The Harvester was the rustling of autumn leaves, there one minute, gone the next. — Jolene Haley, Harrowed
The Harvester was the rustling of autumn leaves, there one minute, gone the next. — Jolene Haley, Harrowed
The Harvester was the rustling of autumn leaves, there one minute, gone the next. — Jolene Haley, Harrowed
The Harvester was the rustling of autumn leaves, there one minute, gone the next. — Jolene Haley, Harrowed
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The Harvester was the rustling of autumn leaves, there one minute, gone the next.

— Jolene Haley, Harrowed
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