The Eternal Raven
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- Chapitres 1
AD 1073. The warrior queen charged her white horse toward the Norman enemy, the invaders, usurpers, persecutors. Her long dark hair raged in the wind, eyes aflame. Naked but for her wolfskin battledress, blue woad streaked on her face, and a blood-spiral on her chest, she rode to her death….
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