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Solomon's Dream — Michael Stark
The dead things talk to him in whispers that glaze his mind with knowledge Solomon knows he should not possess, understanding that does not belong in his simple life.
Only he knows the evil that has come to his hill. Only he can fight it. No one else will listen. No one else can hear the whispers.
Only he knows the evil that has come to his hill. Only he can fight it. No one else will listen. No one else can hear the whispers.
