The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The bell tower fell. It did not crumble. It did not crack. It simply leaned, a great stone finger pointing at the sky, and then it let go. Dust choked the square. The air tasted of iron and wet chalk. Wren stood in the shadow of the ruin. He was not a man. He was a patch of shadow with too many eyes. He held the tower. Not his hands. His will. He held it up against the weight of the falling...

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