Vel Anir - The Three Gutters
Lileas
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How long had it been? Five years? Six? Aleric couldn’t even remember anymore. The last time he had seen them he’d been a boy, less than a whelp and three times as cocky as he should have been. It had smelled the same then as it did now. A mixture of...
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