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The Hero of this little Tableu
Bet you think you're St Vier or something, eh?
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Created on 2012-01-29 07:50:39 (#1459484), last updated 2020-08-20 (243 weeks ago)
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Name: | Richard St Vier |
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Birthdate: | Feb 21 |
Location: | Riverside |
No king rules them anymore, for good or for ill. From the Hill, Riverside is a tiny splotch between two riverbanks, an unsavory quarter in a prosperous city. The people who live there now like to think of themselves as evil, but they're really no worse than anyone else. And already this morning more than one drop of blood has been shed.
The blood lies on the snow of a formal winter garden, now trampled and muddy. A man lies dead, the snow filling in the hollows of his eyes, wile another man is twisted up, grunting, sweating frog-ponds on the frozen earth, waiting for someone to come and help him. The hero of this little tableau has just vaulted the garden wall and is running like mad into the darkness while the darkness lasts.
- Swordspoint, by Ellen Kushner
The blood lies on the snow of a formal winter garden, now trampled and muddy. A man lies dead, the snow filling in the hollows of his eyes, wile another man is twisted up, grunting, sweating frog-ponds on the frozen earth, waiting for someone to come and help him. The hero of this little tableau has just vaulted the garden wall and is running like mad into the darkness while the darkness lasts.
- Swordspoint, by Ellen Kushner



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