The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The iron key bit into the lock with a sound like a bone snapping. Aldric’s hand trembled, not from the cold, but from the dream that had peeled him from sleep an hour prior, where his wife Elara had stood in their bedchamber, her torso fractured into a mosaic of prisms, each shard reflecting a different, terrified facet of his own guilt. He was forty years old, a knight of the Iron Guard, and...

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