The Prophecy of Atlantis

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by Susan Weakley

cousins.”

  The king led Lilliana to a cushioned bed against the wall and she sank into the mountain of pillows. She hadn’t realized how tired she was until her eyes closed and she felt her mind drift like the currents in the ocean.

 

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