"Twig? Twig where are you?"
Wanderclaw shakes himself and looks at his reflection in the river. His eyes are haunted with things not soon forgotten. He touches the chip in his ear and returns to his river-watching.
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C O R V U S
Author of the Lost Library
Where is everyone?
Where am I?
I smell smoke, hear fire.
I hope this isn't what i think it is...