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slave of orcs
CHAPTER ONEThe wagon wheels churned the dust, saturating the warm spring air. The dust was everywhere. It obscured Gillian’s vision as she watched the last rays of sun peek over the nearest mountain range before they disappeared and cast everything into semi-darkness. During the day, she had welcomed the sight of random patches of yellowed grass because they had broken the monotony of the dust, but the day had been so hot. In the gathering darkness, she relished the soothing sensation provided...