Koraima Garza

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So I winnowed toward him, toward me. And when the narrow cave appeared at the foot of a mountain, the faintest glimmer of light escaping from its mouth … I halted. A whip cracked. And every word, every thought and feeling, went out of me.
A Court of Mist and Fury (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #2)
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