The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The hand was red. Not the healthy flush of a run in the snow, but a deep, arterial crimson that seemed to pulse in time with the hearth fire. It sat in the center of the table, severed at the wrist, the meat still raw and wet, the fingernails chipped and dirty. Tomás sat before it. He was twelve, with hair like uncombed straw and eyes that had seen too much for his face to hold. He did not look...

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