Bram Macgregor

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But deep down somewhere below in the darkness, he saw something, hazy, fluttering in the water. It slowly solidified. He saw himself—standing under a large burning tree. There was a knight with glowing white shield and horned helm astride a brilliant white warhorse, a blond girl on the saddle before him, her hand a metal claw. And green glowing eyes!
The Forgetting Moon (Five Warrior Angels, #1)
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