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The Ghost of Past Glories
Dust swirled through the ruined buildings of Mal Tek, now little more than standing stones. Here and there a hint of what the place had once been could be glimpsed, a battered, faded mosaic here, the...
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“Ale and two bowls of stew,” Jeddah told the morose woman who inquired after their order. She turned away immediately, and made her way back toward the ramshackle bar. The bartender wiped down the...
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“Help me outside, Hardin. I want to feel the wind on my face once more,” Isha stared into the shadows that danced on the cavern wall, seeing nothing. His white eyes saw only his inner world. “It’s...
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