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A showcase from the Way-Back-When and the Come-What-May. Fictional narratives in fact and in thought.
tarnishedpilgrim@bradleywynne.com
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From my cell, I have been an eyewitness and more. I have heard my friends confess quietly to their god for squandered lives and then, spent of remorse and with little to offer their heathen Inquisitors, die in grace but unrepentant. I have visions of my bloodied friends mingling around the gates of heaven with nothing left to say.