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Superstition

Torsn may not have been a man yet, but he had no use for the old seer’s riddles. What could a cripple know of gods? The ragged cloak smelled of smoke, the breath even ranker. “Torsn of Turl, forsaken not you.”

When they came, it sounded like a rockslide. The sleepy village stood Continue reading Superstition