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    Requiem

    Prologue. The old fortune teller stepped out of the tavern's entrance, wooden cane in one hand and all his earthly belongings in another, and shivered as the cold autumn wind greeted him with a sharp blow that whipped at his face and made his eyes water. He pulled his cloak around him tighter...
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