The Moving Pen | Alexandria



Lysandra opened her eyes and wished she were still asleep. Her head pounded as though a team of stonemasons was carving a …

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Back in her private chambers it took a long time for Lysandra’s tears to stop flowing. Sitting on the end of the …

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Lysandra’s right foot came out of her sandal as she took the bend at pace. A troop of Roman soldiers marching in …

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