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By Edward Hodge in Issue #460 of Beneath Ceaseless Skies Online Magazine I retreated home, deciding I wouldn’t scold him for such peculiar and private habits, lest he hate me. In the same way that I could never entirely restrict your worship of Ukh between your chores on the farm, I felt I could not command him to avoid the tombs. Read more »
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