Blood of the Lake of Pinamaloy (1)
Best hunter my lord. I saw how he exercises concerning the precise pitch of the spear, or directly hit by the arrows released from the bow. She rushing out Run, goeth up or downhill mountain. I imagined golden ginger his feet when lumalapat rock or soil, and knowing the safe path to tread. His acute hearing and vision, and I like dogs, how wonderful he discovered traces of deer or pig-grass, the iguana or a cave, the hive banug or maya.
I just laughed that much joy.
The full extent of Aruman, my lord whom all. Any person shocked when he learned that meet individualized education eventually turn a wild animal my lord. If agonizing other pro-hunter ultimate wild pig, the lord blessed Kërënën seems his journey. Lord knows my future risk when ilahás to limukon hum, and he already twinkling eyes turn aside out of the way. When he was cornered by any disaster, whence he escapes without the least scar. Because there are other approaches her young hunter.
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