Perhaps I might fetch you a rat, or a little mouse, instead of that...
It said with a tender wryness, unseen as he peered at the wrinkled and pebbly stone-work.
The voice retreating into the distance on the softness of bare footfalls.
Perhaps I might fetch you a rat, or a little mouse, instead of that...
It said with a tender wryness, unseen as he peered at the wrinkled and pebbly stone-work.
The voice retreating into the distance on the softness of bare footfalls.
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