Tell me, by the faith you owe me,
Who is the lady? For I know thou lovest.
Murard Tecsergyn
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Murard Tecsergyn
"It was, by far, an odd group. Three young boys and a girl set out on April the 27th before the sun had even risen its full height above the mountains."
Saturday, March 27, 2004
Reality always likes to be the first one to greet me at the door.
