AV Gallery 28

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invincible. He pinned me once, honestly, at about twenty minutes into our fight, his needlepoint teeth pricking my AV Gallery 28 gallery neck until I slapped the earth. He pinned me again once by yanking on my AV Gallery 28 gallery chain, but at the end of the match, panting for breath, he almost walked right into my AV Gallery 28 gallery horn and I had to pull back to keep from killing him. That ended combat practice for the day while V'heress went about cleaning up the nicks, scrapes, and punctures the dragons had accumulated. At least I knew that if I could tire Syrin out by somehow surviving the first half He washed me that night in a basin of water and massaged me again. Even though he was dotted with bandages from the half-magically-healed horn-wounds, his technique did not falter. He had me crying and begging for him to stop and continue alternately. He halted only when my AV Gallery 28 gallery wounds were fully treated and I was limp and unmoving in my AV Gallery 28 gallery bonds. Grinning down at me, he tucked the blanket over me, and went off to his own bedroll. The next day was punctuated only by a minor slave revolt, quickly quelled with a few words by V'heress, and the skirting of a small city towards evening. By the Firebird mountains just now coming into view ...(cont.)
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