The Third String.
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Tales from a Dagda Bard
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The Third String.
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Tales from a Dagda Bard
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1/8/2018 0 Comments The Price of False Judgement The hawthorne’s green had sprouted in abundance with the arrival of the spring. It’s branches blossomed with the bursting exuberance of new life as they waved in the gentle breeze. He was tired. It had been a tough day, as tough as they come really. A day when the shift of the world was weighted in but a few simple words. Words which He himself had spoken. “.....by your wrong judgement upon me, the rightness of your rule is proved as false!”
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