Friday, May 4
Part 16: The Stage Upon the Sands
Down in the center of what was usually the chariot course was a stage. It was untouched. The stage was set with the furniture of a throne room. Numerous figures, all dressed in strange costume, lay dead.
“They look like rag dolls,” said Kham, kneeling down to inspect one of the corpses. “No wounds. The entire cast is dead.”
If it were not for the looks of sorrow and terror frozen on their faces, they could have been asleep.
Something landed behind him. It was heavy.
“Cal?” [MORE]
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