An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground. — David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
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An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground.

— David Gemmell, Echoes of the Great Song
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