The Empty Cup

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Long ago, a knife was plunged into an innocent breast. The blood that was spilled became a river – a red, inexorable river that bore you down through the chasms of the Neath to the very doors of the Bazaar. It cracked the Bazaar open. A second murder avenged the first. A Master fell.





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