The Weight of the Last Hour
(Variant V014: Existentialist Black) The city of Lyon in 1946 was a skeleton of a city, a place where the ruins of the war were not just in the stone, but in the eyes of every man who walked the streets. I am Julian Vane, a man who lives in the periphery of existence. I have a gift, or perhaps a parasite: I can see the "Last Hour." When I look at a person, I don't see their face or their...
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