“Sam swiftly knelt down and scraped the traces of sand into the pouch Catriona had discarded. Slipping it around his neck, he hid it under his shirt. Asgard awaited...”
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“Sam swiftly knelt down and scraped the traces of sand into the pouch Catriona had discarded. Slipping it around his neck, he hid it under his shirt. Asgard awaited...”
This cover is so enchanting #fortheloveoffonts, the gorgeous color scheme, and that reflection in the illustration. #ReadJanuary