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We stand at the precipice.
Aquiver has braced herself.
"Ready?"
I shake my head.
"I want to pray first."
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We stand at the precipice.
Aquiver has braced herself.
"Ready?"
I shake my head.
"I want to pray first."
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top