Last Knight

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Need a Hero?To say it was a dark and stormy night would be a gross understatement. It was colder than a witch's kiss, wetter than a spring swamp, and blacker than a tax collector's heart. A sane man would have been curled up in front of a fire, with a cup of mulled wine and a good boo — , ah, a willing wench. But not me. I was out in it. I'm squire to a hero.

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