"Rain was coming down in sheets. I could hear it, on the concrete outside and on the old building above me. It creaked and swayed in the spring thunder...

Because a sound tree doesn't have bad roots, Amara. No enterprise of greatnessbegins with treachery, with lying to the people who trust and love you
Because a sound tree doesn't have bad roots, Amara. No enterprise of greatnessbegins with treachery,...
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