Spring had eaten away into summer, and now the night hung in tired, tattered cloths, dripping and oozing over the still, sullen city, languid in the thick heat of the new season.
It was deep night, well past the twelfth hour, and even the lanterns outside the ale shops were beginning to extinguish, one by one. The few remaining lent a certain
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