The Distant Nightmare

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The light in the dungeon had the quality of old blood, thick and still, and Anirut Malithong could not remember when he had last seen the sun, only that the shadows had grown longer since the Inquisitor’s footsteps ceased their rhythmic pounding on the stone steps. He was a horse doctor of the caravan before the city guard, a man who knew the architecture of a spine and the price of a good...

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