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The tall man shook his head somberly. “I was in the tavern when they came in with the news. They were gatherin’ folk with wagons so they could go get the bodies. The whole wedding party dead as leather. Over thirty folks gutted like pigs and the place burned down in a blue flame. And that weren’t the least oddness from what . . .” He dropped his voice and I lost what he was saying among the general noise of the room.
The Name of the Wind (The Kingkiller Chronicle, #1)
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