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“Okay. What about you, boy?” He nudges Kilorn with his elbow, blind to the boy’s fading smile. “What can you do?” “I catch fish,” he says,”

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Book:Glass Sword
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Glass Sword

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Victoria Aveyard

Victoria Aveyard is an American author known for her fantasy novel series 'The Red Queen'. Her works blend political intrigue, class conflict, and magical elements, gaining popularity among readers. more

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