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“Sorry to disturb you Mr. Crass but it is I, Fredrick come from Sir Yainsnit. I have a letter here for you from his namesake he handed me not more than one hour ago...”
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When the lore of the land could no longer hold the minds of men, they turned their eyes to places where they expected to find no other gaze.
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