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“After long years of solitary meditation, Jenny had come to accept that, for her, magic was a depth and a stillness rather than the moving brilliance that it was for the great.”

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Book:Dragonsbane
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Dragonsbane

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Barbara Hambly
Barbara Hambly

Barbara Hambly is an American novelist known for her works in the genres of fantasy and science fiction. Born on August 28, 1951, she has published numerous acclaimed novels since her debut in 1979. Hambly's works are celebrated for their rich imagination, complex character development, and profound exploration of social issues. more

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