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“is it just me or does it seem like the gods have a vendetta against us?" Hector "They want us dead" Aricles "Ah, good. I'm not the only one who's noticed. And here I thought it was just me." Hector "It is disconcerting, isn't it? And battle isn't all I thought it'd be." Galen "Is that remorse I hear?" Aricles "It's remorse. I keep going back to that day on the farm when they came to recruit us. Do you remember what you said to me while we packed?" Galen "Not to forget your cloak?" Aricles "You told me that battle wouldn't be the same as the war games I' played. That the day would come when I'd grow tired of walking through blood-saturated fields." Galen "And has that day come brother?" Aricles Galen nodded.”

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Sherrilyn Kenyon
Sherrilyn Kenyon

Sherrilyn Kenyon is an American author known for her fantasy and romance novels. Born in 1965, she has gained a wide readership globally since the early 1990s. Kenyon is praised for her unique narrative style and portrayal of complex character relationships. more

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