The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones of the old guardhouse into a slick, treacherous mirror, reflecting the bruised sky and the faces of men who had forgotten how to sleep without a weapon in their hands, and I stood there, watching the water drip from the eaves, feeling the weight of the heavy wool cloak I had worn for so long that it...

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