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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Saoirise was a tall muscular man, towered over his counterparts, he at least six foot four, he long dark hair neatly tied back in a ponytail, his face oval, clean shaven, his eyes glistened a bright golden yellow, eyes that were unusual in their depth and strikingness. Saoirise was a man who had an air about him, a man who oozed power. However, under this powerful facade ripple a growing disturbance of an ancient memory, one that he could not put his finger on, it bubbled up from the depths of his subconscious, it an ancient memory that in his soul.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Saoirise was a tall muscular man, towered over his counterparts, he at least six foot four, he long dark hair neatly tied back in a ponytail, his face oval, clean shaven, his eyes glistened a bright golden yellow, eyes that were unusual in their depth and strikingness. Saoirise was a man who had an air about him, a man who oozed power. However, under this powerful facade ripple a growing disturbance of an ancient memory, one that he could not put his finger on, it bubbled up from the depths of his subconscious, it an ancient memory that in his soul.