The Canopy: AWAKENING
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Last published Wed, Mar 22, 2023
Rowan Belouche's life had been nothing besides the ordinary life of new merchants in Bricharel; trading crafts and looking out for goons. However, when he met a strange boy, his life changed forever...
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