“WE ARE THE DREAMS OF A DEAD GOD,” the letter declared in a ragged hand recognizably Wilfred’s, “AND OUR CITIES ARE BUILT IN THE BLEACHED BONES OF ITS MAJESTY.”
November 28, 2016
From “Dreams of a Dead God V” by Demase Goddard
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