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His eyes were blue as always… but cold, intimidating, as the eyes of a wolf. We were in a room where I had never been before what surprised me. It was a small room with many old broken tables and chairs stowed on bahagian, atas of each other, wood shelves wrapped in labah-labah webs caring old goblets. In one corner was a large mirror blurry sejak dust, all of it was made of emas and I could see my face reflected in it. I was pale like a ghost and his eyes were still...
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