Prev A stone lion sat on its pedestal in the Wolfram estate courtyard diligently scratching itself. With the master no longer in sight, it had given up its pretense of being in an “inactive” state. For a while, the thing…
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Prev As the Count looked down at the girl in his arms, a look of deep interest marked his face. The interest was not romantic but purely clinical – consistent in manner with someone who might be regarding a rather…