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Chapter four
Chapter fourThe insidious effects of blind hatred corroded Tralgan Vorner’s vitals. His skin burned. His eyes felt as though they protruded on stalks. He shook. He sweated in the dank chill of the oubliette. Brown decaying bones crunched underfoot. He glared about as a hunted escaping prisoner glares upon the werstings who are about to leap on him and tear him to bloody fragments. The light of the lamp, so mellow and normal, revolted him at its incongruousness in this place of horror. The oubliette engulfed him. The incurving walls in the gourd shape prevented any attempt at climbing out. “By Chunformo the Shatterer of Chains!” He choked on bile. “This is not the finish of me!” The corroding hatred bit away at him. Glaring about, he saw a place in the masonry where someone had been pic
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