This was the threshold to the place of the dead. — Terry Goodkind, The First Confessor
This was the threshold to the place of the dead. — Terry Goodkind, The First Confessor
This was the threshold to the place of the dead. — Terry Goodkind, The First Confessor
This was the threshold to the place of the dead. — Terry Goodkind, The First Confessor
This was the threshold to the place of the dead. — Terry Goodkind, The First Confessor
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This was the threshold to the place of the dead.

— Terry Goodkind, The First Confessor
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