The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The bell did not ring. It thumped. A dull, wooden sound that traveled through the floorboards of the high watchtower. It vibrated in the marrow of Silas’s legs. He stood by the window. The glass was cold against his palm. Outside, the valley lay still. The mist clung to the pines. It was not morning yet. It was the time when the world held its breath. Silas was a man of the Order. He wore the...

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