The Wistful Witness

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The rain has not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that blurs the boundary between the moor and the castle wall, and you stand there in the mud, your boots sinking into the slurry as if the earth itself is trying to swallow you whole, your hands shaking not from the cold but from the terrible, hollow quiet that follows the sound of a blade leaving flesh. You are Sir Thomas...

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