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4- Men, women & gender For the Church of the Council, and consequently for Lossyans living under the yoke of
The discussion didn’t take place right away: Abba, very angry, very wet too, returned to Jawaad’s villa dragging Raevo by
We don’t bury our dead, Anis, we burn them. There must be nothing left of them, let them be nothing
Jawaad was consulting a cheap leather-bound notebook, slumped in an armchair that some would have considered Spartan given the luxuries
“So it’s no longer a demon Loss Singer?” “Never was to me. I’ve seen real demons. They’re human; they’ve lost
There are always two versions of history: the one we wanted to engrave in our memories, printed on paper and
“What was particularly different was not the few other slaves, all recognizable by their one-piece collar of metal, often bronze,
There are terrifying creatures, yes there are. I’ve seen so many, more frightening and deadly than the mind can manage
(Color by : Irene Fornari et Andrea Stracchi ) “Do you know that fear will kill you?” Lisa flinched,
Abba strode down the sloping terrace leading to the Radia Granateo shipyards, forced to weave in and out of the
