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The rain flailed sown the long curve of George Street, bouncing high off the pavements, gathering in dancing and spitting puddles, swirling in the gargling gutters. It ricocheted of cars and vans and umbrellas, sending pedestrians running for cover in shop doorways.
The Lost Queen - Allan Frewin Jones
Série: Faerie Path - Vol II
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