18/02/2026 02:15

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I couldn't help noticing what looks like a flute case sticking out of your man's bundle. But I can only smell what they've done, not what they intend. He went up the steps into the guardhouse, past breastplated guards on either side of the door. They can no see whether I do or no anyway.

Then he came to a crossing of corridors, and to his left was the tail end of a fight. He thought he could feel the heat of an open furnace in that gaze. I killed him, he said softly. You are sealed to us, now.