2″A horse comes over the hill, the horse skids to a stop in front of me. A small young woman sits on top of the horse, looking down studying you. “Hello…am Hala, the daughter.” She points to the chieftain next to you.
2″A horse comes over the hill, the horse skids to a stop in front of me. A small young woman sits on top of the horse, looking down studying you. “Hello…am Hala, the daughter.” She points to the chieftain next to you.
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