Why, if you only knew the secrets to which I'm p — Brandon Sanderson, Warbreaker
Why, if you only knew the secrets to which I'm p — Brandon Sanderson, Warbreaker
Why, if you only knew the secrets to which I'm p — Brandon Sanderson, Warbreaker
Why, if you only knew the secrets to which I'm p — Brandon Sanderson, Warbreaker
Why, if you only knew the secrets to which I'm p — Brandon Sanderson, Warbreaker
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Why, if you only knew the secrets to which I'm p

— Brandon Sanderson, Warbreaker
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