Part 7, Burned Cypress, the Keeper
Hah! I'm not dead and I haven't forgotten this project!
Hah! I'm not dead and I haven't forgotten this project!
"Song dogs barking at the break of dawn, lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm; and these streets, quiet as a sleeping army, send their battered dreams to heaven."
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