She was a wolf. She was death, devourer of the worlds. — Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows
She was a wolf. She was death, devourer of the worlds. — Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows
She was a wolf. She was death, devourer of the worlds. — Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows
She was a wolf. She was death, devourer of the worlds. — Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows
She was a wolf. She was death, devourer of the worlds. — Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows
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She was a wolf. She was death, devourer of the worlds.

— Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows
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