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The Priory of the Orange Tree

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Samantha Shannon
Samantha Shannon

Samantha Shannon is a British writer born on November 8, 1991. She gained fame for her fantasy novel series 'The Bone Season', which blends political intrigue, supernatural abilities, and a futuristic setting. more

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Book:Poetry in the Making: An Anthology
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