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... n suddenly, Muak raised his voice.
"You— hey, you child, girl, you!"
"Yes? Did I do something wrong? Ah— did the ink smudge because it wasn’t dry yet, or—"
“That’s not it. Sanskrit. You can write Sanskrit?”
Sanskrit was no joke.
It was a language devised by monks—specifically, the monks of Tianzhu, a land ruled by divine nobles who treated commoners worse than beasts. That wasn’t just a metaphor. If a peasant so much as brushed skin ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official ...
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