Chapter 8
CHAPTER EIGHT
Summer, 666 BCE, English Channel
IN THE BRIGHT
, windless skies over the small channel separating Prydein from the main continent, the only breath of air to touch the agate wyrm came from his own passage through the sky and the flapping of his wings. Which he did...
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