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" I raise Reed’s crushed, gray feather into the air. With my dying breath, I utter a single word in Angel, “Champion. "

Amy A. Bartol , Iniquity (The Premonition, #5)


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Amy A. Bartol quote : I raise Reed’s crushed, gray feather into the air. With my dying breath, I utter a single word in Angel, “Champion.