If they succeed, you will not be packed off to some idyllic farm, where you can write bad poetry, we will both be execut — A.H. Septimius, Crowns Of Amara: The Return Of The Oracle
If they succeed, you will not be packed off to some idyllic farm, where you can write bad poetry, we will both be execut — A.H. Septimius, Crowns Of Amara: The Return Of The Oracle
If they succeed, you will not be packed off to some idyllic farm, where you can write bad poetry, we will both be execut — A.H. Septimius, Crowns Of Amara: The Return Of The Oracle
If they succeed, you will not be packed off to some idyllic farm, where you can write bad poetry, we will both be execut — A.H. Septimius, Crowns Of Amara: The Return Of The Oracle
If they succeed, you will not be packed off to some idyllic farm, where you can write bad poetry, we will both be execut — A.H. Septimius, Crowns Of Amara: The Return Of The Oracle
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If they succeed, you will not be packed off to some idyllic farm, where you can write bad poetry, we will both be executed.

— A.H. Septimius, Crowns Of Amara: The Return Of The Oracle
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