Fringe Elements #3: Our Lady’s Benediction
Driftwood’s tavern was among the new buildings, a lurking slanted mess of old planks and half-eaten draperies. An ancient shark’s jaws hung above the bar, so large that they’d started collapsing the small bowsprit from which they hung. Oily lanterns cast sickly light through the interior, where many an unsavory type waited. Cadence made their […]
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