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Book Of The Dead - Chapter B3 Prelude
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... ty for a dizzying moment until the pounding anvil resolved itself into a knocking on his door. A quick glance at his shutters revealed a distinct lack of light flowing through the cracks.
What time was it?
Muttering to himself, he threw back the sheets and forced his feet into his slippers before he stood, fetching his robe from the stand beside the bed and tying it around his waist.
“This had better be good,” he warned in his thin, crotchety voice as he shuffled to the d ...
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