The Silver Throne

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While the questing party were held captive in the bowels of the earth, Puddleglum failed to burn his foot. There was no disenchanting smell of burnt marshwiggle. The hostages, or guests, fell into a dreamless sleep that night, and the next morning was the

URL http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8188487/1/The-Silver-Throne
Creator Lily_Of_Archenland
Description While the questing party were held captive in the bowels of the earth, Puddleglum failed to burn his foot. There was no disenchanting smell of burnt marshwiggle. The hostages, or guests, fell into a dreamless sleep that night, and the next morning was the
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Published 06/06/2012

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