“This is the third time you’ve thrown us out of the City!” The tall, lanky man with dark and stringy red hair, stood alongside two other men while several of Danthamore’s guards forced them away from the front of the gates.
“Take your messages and displays elsewhere, If you don’t, you might find yourself swinging from Robber’s Row by your necks.”
First Lines Contest 2018: The Magus
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