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Chapter 28: Casting With Shadows
Автор: The Concierge 2020-10-02 12:37:01
The day after his return, Sethlzaar, taking permission from Father Ordan, made for the smithy of the seminary. It lay far to the west of the compound as a boundary between the grey towers and those not just brothers of the seminary but brothers of the church. On the outside it was made of stone, like the towers and buildings in the compound. Its insides, however, reminded Sethlzaar of the seminary vaults beneath the keep.
Father Sigael asked no questions when he entered t
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