（外文电子版资料）Terry Goodkind - Debt of Bones.pdfVIP

DEBT OF BONES BY TERRY GOODKIND What do you got in the sack, dearie? Abby was watching a distant flock of whistling swans, graceful white specks against the dark soaring walls of the Keep, as they made their interminable journey past ramparts, bastions, towers and bridges lit by the low sun. The sinister spectre of the Keep had seemed to be staring back the whole of the day as Abby had waited. She turned to the hunched old woman in front of her. Im sorry, did