Petra and the Stone
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Petra and the Stone.
In the town of Ral Torash, broken by sickness and poverty, safety, food, and general vibe are at an all time low. Petra's own mother is suffering from a long and particularly cruel ailment, which renders her bedridden and leaves her days numbered. Like, count them on your hand, type of numbered. The young and surprisingly moral girl sets out one snowy morning to seek a sorcerer powerful enough to alleviate this sickness, and has quite a journey on the way.
I don't know, it sounds pretty dumb when I try to explain it like this, but give it a shot anyway? Please? My children are going hungry? Quickly! Read it! Oh dear, little Timothy has already perished. But it's not too late for Agatha! Hurry, kind patron! Read the book! Or at the very least, leave a mean comment; anything to nourish the children!
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