The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

"Look at him," said Kael, his voice a dry rasp like stones grinding together. He pointed a gaunt finger at the window. "He stands in the hall. He does not breathe. He does not blink. He waits for the King." I looked. I did not want to look, but my eyes obeyed. There stood Sir Aldric. My father. Or what was left of him. He wore the armor of the High Guard. The steel was dented. A streak of dried...

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