The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

Silas, you are late for the light. The summons came not from a herald, but from the cold draft under the door of his chamber, a whisper that tasted of wet earth and old iron. It was the year 1240, and the sun was just clearing the eastern parapets of the castle, casting long, sharp shadows across the flagstones where the dead had no business walking. Silas, a man of forty years with hands...

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