The Faded Quadrant

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The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, grey sheet that turned the cobblestones of the old town into a slick, treacherous mirror of the bruised sky above, and it was in this damp, breathing dark that Sir Thomas Ashworth, once the most formidable blade of the King’s household guard, stood before the open door of the tavern, his heavy cloak dripping onto the floorboards, the weight...

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