Raymond E. Feist Quote
Bountiful was the table of your grandsire, for there is still fat at the root of my heart from the feasts he gave in my honour.
Raymond E. Feist
Bountiful was the table of your grandsire, for there is still fat at the root of my heart from the feasts he gave in my honour.
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