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                                        Chapter 22Arc 7: : The Burning of Tol
                                
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... d. For twelve years I’d sought some kind of dubious repentance, a way to make up for my failures. And there in front of me, contorted like victims of Inquisition broken on the wheel, stretched and twisted, crawled the very faces of my failure. They reached for me with fingers like gnarled tree roots, mouths agape and eyes brimming with poisonous tears.
Twelve years. Had they been suffering all that time, waiting day by day for me to return and fight for them?
I could have. I coul ...
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