User:Endymion

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Somewhere in one of the shadowed corners of the great reception hall, a tall clock slowly strikes the hour ... one ... two ... three ... four. It is, of course, the number of inhuman killing machines standing before and behind us. It has been more than four years since I have seen the Shrike, but its presence is no less terrible and no more welcome despite its intercession here.

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