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“A king is a king, but a bard is the heart and soul of the people; he is their life in song, and the lamp which guides their steps along the paths of destiny. A bard is the essential spirit of the clan; he is the linking ring, the golden cord which unites the manifold ages of the clan, binding all that is past with all that is yet to come.”

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Book:The Endless Knot
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The Endless Knot

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Stephen R. Lawhead
Stephen R. Lawhead

Stephen R. Lawhead is a British writer renowned for his fantasy novels. His works blend historical, mythological, and religious elements, enjoying great popularity among readers. more

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