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Pit Stop
Taran rode out slowly, head high, with all the assurance he could muster. But once out of sight of the stronghold, the companions clapped heels into their horses' flanks and galloped for dear life.
— (other) by Lloyd Alexander
Language: English
Submitted by: Taran
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