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A poem about Celephais in the Dreamlands.
Marcus is a traveller and mercenary for hire. Work has been slow, lately, so he's traveled up north, looking for work and/or a cheap place to stay for a while. During a rather bad storm, and down to his last coins, he comes to a tavern, just looking for a drink. He finds a lot more, though.
Short Story | Updated Mar 18, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 5
By Homer Sands
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