“He barely heard the gasp escape her lips, but he did see her brilliant brown eyes, how they danced with alarm at… — S.C. Parris Copy Share Image
“Alexandria,” he began, the name lingering on the morning air as though it did not belong amongst trees, but instead somewhere much… — S.C. Parris Copy Share Image
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