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... father sat in an old armchair, watching the last of the servants leave through the massive windows. The perpetual rain of Riodine pelted against the windows -- the leaving crowd was accompanied by a swarm of floating automatic umbrellas. His father lifted his glass of whiskey to his lips and took a decisive swig.
"What makes a king a king?" he muttered to himself. "Not this. Not this."
John fell back -- back through the wall and the air beyond the wall, sucked back into the maels ...
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