The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The bell rang. It was not a sound. It was a weight. It fell upon the stone floor of the Inquisition Hall like a hammer striking an anvil. I felt it in my teeth. I felt it in the marrow of my bones. We did not look up. We did not breathe. We waited for the silence to return. It did not. I am Thomas Bradshaw. I am the Inquisitor. I am the sword. I am the shield. I am the eye that does not blink....

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