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From: | Edith Ariola |
Subject: | to aokyw |
Date: | Fri, 21 Jul 2006 11:05:01 -0700 |
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had been green and fair. There was little grass, and before long there was neither bush nor tree, and only broken and blackened stumps to speak of ones long vanished. They were come to the Desolation of the Dragon, and they were come at the waning of the year. They reached the skirts of the Mountain all the same without meeting any danger or any sign of the Dragon other than the wilderness he had |
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