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LECTURAS 21
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LECTURAS 21
Votos 5
Partes 1
Hora <5 mins

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Walking. Running. Panting.
 I am a scribe. Not only must I write endlessly about what I see and experience, but I must also deliver to kingdoms far far away. Granted it is just Scotland, there really isn't that great of a distance between places. 
We invented the phrase don't shoot the messenger', however if they always listened I wouldn't have gotten the job in the first place.

Writing. Lots and lots of writing. 
The thing about scribes is, they know everything. This gives great opportunity for other kingdoms to initiate them as spies. As I said before, lots of writing. But can you write too much? Can you know enough, or should you acquire everything. 

This is a scribe's tale.Todos los derechos reservados

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mar, may 24, 2016

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