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World On Its Head + Sacrifices

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Thom sets the tips of his fingers on the lid of the sarcophagus, and pushes.

The top is already loose. Roger's stone casket is beautifully made; nothing but the best for the nephew of a king, even for a traitorous one.

The catacombs beneath the palace are a haunted place, full of old ghosts and whispers in the voices of the dead.

What comes next is naught but red blood, red fires, a glass of red wine with a pretty girl all in viper green, and past it all nothing but a red, red light Thom cannot see beyond, no matter what method he tries.

This is how it starts.


Thom has always known precisely what he is doing.