The Memorial
Auston shook his head and pulled away a vine twisted around the pedestal. As soon as his fingers brushed it, the statue spoke in a booming voice. “Behold my works, O lesser mortals!”
Auston shook his head and pulled away a vine twisted around the pedestal. As soon as his fingers brushed it, the statue spoke in a booming voice. “Behold my works, O lesser mortals!”
Auston shook his head and pulled away a vine twisted around the pedestal. As soon as his fingers brushed it, the statue spoke in a booming voice. “Behold my works, O lesser mortals!”
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