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- I can not. When the feeling was sounded, it became real and began to choke it. He hit the walls of the body, echoed in the muzzle, and bounced on the tomb that was trapped. The feeling of being enclosed, the intensity of it, weighed in his chest and ripped his essence into the dark pit inside him. Inside, imprisoned by Maeve's power, Aelin then drank from despair and fell.

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  January 01, 2019, 12:40
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