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  1. Birdsfoot_Violet

    The First Was The Sheer Stone Of The Cliffs

    Optional Music Most people had turned her away, she had said. How could anyone blame them? Such a rough, brusque northern woman, with enough of a canted, appraising way of looking at you that nobody would return the glare. Slow spoken, though, and if you had any tolerance for it her broken...