All the party were greatly interested by Sheppard's history— especially Figg, who laughed loud and long at the escape from the Condemned Hold. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. But her cries, instead of moving her assailant's compassion, only added to his fury. . ) You are all the slender goddesses.
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