The Faded Quadrant
The bell in the steeple of St. Jude’s does not ring to call the faithful, but to mark the passage of another hour in the long, grey wait for the end of the world, which is the only thing you have ever truly cared about, though you have spent the better part of your life pretending to care about the price of wool and the rot in the apple trees of the valley below. You are standing in the nave,...
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