The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The dream was always the same, a loop of smoke and screaming that left Elias Thorne gasping in the dark, his hands tangled in the folds of the iron cloak that hung from the nail above his bed. He was forty years old, a Ranger of the High Kingdom, and he had carried this garment for twenty years, a heavy thing of woven metal links that his grandfather had worn into the same mist-shrouded...

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