The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The rain had ceased to fall as water and had begun to fall as memory, each drop a cold, silver needle stitching the grey sky to the muddy earth of the Valley of Ashes. Sir Julian Thorne walked with a limp that was no longer a physical ailment but a spiritual one, a rhythmic thud of guilt against the bone. He was a knight of the Old Order, a seeker of truth in a world where truth had been...

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