"Mind, I, Rykhart Van Galgebrok predict it. Only you good ones— shirk. Gianfrancesco ran from the room, tearing at his hair. While he was thus musing, two horsemen rode past him; and, proceeding to a little distance, stopped likewise. The first peg was torture. All that he had sown that afternoon with such infinite care was as nothing compared to this seed, cast without forethought. If the Wastrel had not turned the instant he did, the ball would have missed him; as it was he turned directly into its path.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDMuMTMzLjE1OS4yMjMgLSAyMi0wOS0yMDI0IDE0OjM3OjA1IC0gMTYyNzY0ODcx
This video was uploaded to thiruvalluvan.com on 20-09-2024 09:08:53
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10 - Ref11