The Star-Stone Debt
(Act I: The Spark) The rain in this city doesn't wash anything away; it just moves the filth around. I'm Leo, and I've spent my life betting on horses that don't run and women who don't love. My luck changed the night I found the Sanctuary—a damp basement under a derelict church where a blind old man guarded a stone that looked like a piece of a dead star. It wasn't a stone, really; it was the...
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