The Wistful Witness

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The rain fell on the cobblestones like a fine, gray dust. It did not wash anything clean. It only made the mud deeper. Elias Ashworth walked with his head down. His boots were heavy. They were wet. He felt the weight in his ankles. It was a dull, constant ache. He was a scholar of the old tongues. He knew the grammar of the dead. He could parse the syntax of kings who had been turned to powder...

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