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Tale Weaver – #272 – Making Sense of Nonsense – Dyrpirh.

Dyrpirh was one of the tiny villages you drove through on your way to the city. As it faded into the distance behind you, so did all memory of it. The locals liked it that was for that meant their … Continue reading

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