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Marcel the gravedigger brought the green man to me. It was late in March, and the snows around Ste-Gasmorlé were just starting to recede, making it necessary to collect the winter’s corpses from the village’s rooftops. Read the rest of this entry »
Igxkyal the glass gatherer was the first to see it. He was out on the plains just before sunrise, his carapace already half filled with sheets and shards that he could sell in the morning market, when he felt the familiar tingle up his spine.