Toll the Hounds (The Malazan Book of the Fallen #8)
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In Darujhistan, the city of blue fire, it is said that love and death shall arrive dancing. It is summer and the heat is oppressive, but for the small round man in the faded red waistcoat, discomfiture is not just because of the sun. All is not well. Dire portents plague his nights and haunt the city streets like fiends of shadow. Assassins skulk in alleyways, but the quarry has turned and the hunters become the hunted. Hidden hands pluck the strings of tyranny like a fell chorus. While the bard
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心碎
睡觉
吃瓜
嘿嘿嘿
心动
泪奔
闹了
求抱抱
开心
小鱼干