Death Quote by Stefan Bachmann

“A word could cause a riot, ink could spell a man’s death, and the Sidhe knew those weapons like the backs of their hands. Oh yes, they knew.” quote by Stefan Bachmann — Download Open image

““A word could cause a riot, ink could spell a man’s death, and the Sidhe knew those weapons like the backs of their hands. Oh yes, they knew.””

Stefan Bachmann

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