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Gently, his hand came to rest against the handle of her little blade, his fingers cool against hers. “When you are able to pierce my heart with this dagger,” Zen said, “you will be good enough to stand as my equal in practitioning.”
Song of Silver, Flame Like Night (Song of the Last Kingdom, #1)
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