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A Clever Girl: Interregnum continues the story of Achtriel and her community in the early seventh century AD. In addition, it focuses on the history of Tirzah before her appearance in Part 1.
attempt at statuary, Laocoon, his eyeballs protruding, almost comically, behind the snake.
"Ah, here you are at last!" the Duke's booming voice observed. She turned to see him holding the hand of a strange lady. Her oddness was not so much intriguing as puzzling. She wore somber robes, cut in Druidic lines, and a motley cap, cataracts of greying hair descending from it. "This is the child I spoke of, Moira," the Duke said happily, as if displaying cured," she said finally. "Give her to me."
------------------------------------------------------------ attempt at statuary, Laocoon, his eyeballs protruding, almost comically, behind the snake.
"Ah, here you are at last!" the Duke's booming voice observed. She turned to see him holding the hand of a strange lady. Her oddness was not so much intriguing as puzzling. She wore somber robes, cut in Druidic lines, and a motley cap, cataracts of greying hair descending from it. "This is the child I spoke of, Moira," the Duke said happily, as if displaying cured," she said finally. "Give her to me."
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A Clever Girl: Interregnum continues the story of Achtriel and her community in the early seventh century AD. In addition, it focuses on the history of Tirzah before her appearance in Part 1.
attempt at statuary, Laocoon, his eyeballs protruding, almost comically, behind the snake.
"Ah, here you are at last!" the Duke's booming voice observed. She turned to see him holding the hand of a strange lady. Her oddness was not so much intriguing as puzzling. She wore somber robes, cut in Druidic lines, and a motley cap, cataracts of greying hair descending from it. "This is the child I spoke of, Moira," the Duke said happily, as if displaying cured," she said finally. "Give her to me."
------------------------------------------------------------ attempt at statuary, Laocoon, his eyeballs protruding, almost comically, behind the snake.
"Ah, here you are at last!" the Duke's booming voice observed. She turned to see him holding the hand of a strange lady. Her oddness was not so much intriguing as puzzling. She wore somber robes, cut in Druidic lines, and a motley cap, cataracts of greying hair descending from it. "This is the child I spoke of, Moira," the Duke said happily, as if displaying cured," she said finally. "Give her to me."
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