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Harvester’s heart soared. Reaver had offered to castrate an archangel for her. How sweet was that?

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Larissa Ione
Age: 42
Born: 1982
Born: August 12
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Oregon
United States
Sydney Croft
Castrate
Soared
Archangel
Offered
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