The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

Aldric. The name was called not by a squire, but by the wind itself, a low moan that scraped against the stones of the manor’s outer wall, sounding like a man clearing his throat before delivering a verdict. Sir Aldric Vane stood in the courtyard, his hand resting on the pommel of a sword that had seen better decades, while the mist curled around his boots like the legs of a dying dog. He was...

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