“Please don’t tell me it’s a lamp,” Eleanor said.
The Keeper smiled. “No. It’s the Scimitar of Salaman.”
Rob and Jack both sat up straighter at the word scimitar. “What’s that?”
Floyd shuddered. “It’s dreadful. You’re gonna wish it was a lamp.”
The Keeper smiled. “No. It’s the Scimitar of Salaman.”
Rob and Jack both sat up straighter at the word scimitar. “What’s that?”
Floyd shuddered. “It’s dreadful. You’re gonna wish it was a lamp.”
The Keeper and the Scimitar of Salaman
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