I Don't Speak Elvish
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Last published Mon, Sep 18, 2023
Several voices approached the tree as I began to sweat.
" My dear, she left her books. What a shame. I'll see she gets these back," one very deep resounding voice commanded my attention even though I was in hiding.
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