The Astarte of the B
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author: What are you doing?
The weary farmer on the dike looked up; passersby were the rare and precious topic of conversation in their impoverished lives.,Somewhere so far that even a king's urine couldn't reach, that's where those humans came from, right,A tall and imposing figure, riding a similarly powerful steed, passed by Lauren's side at a leisurely pace.。