The dead must heed them. — Terry Goodkind, The First Confessor
The dead must heed them. — Terry Goodkind, The First Confessor
The dead must heed them. — Terry Goodkind, The First Confessor
The dead must heed them. — Terry Goodkind, The First Confessor
The dead must heed them. — Terry Goodkind, The First Confessor
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The dead must heed them.

— Terry Goodkind, The First Confessor
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