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The mist poured forth. It swallowed the drifting swans one by one. “Stay or go?” Lazlo asked. Sarai faced the mahalath. She let it come. And as its first tendrils wrapped around her like arms, she reached for Lazlo’s hand, and held it tight.
Strange the Dreamer (Strange the Dreamer, #1)
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