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... over?"
"It's over."
The flintlock pistol was returned to its holster, the increasingly dense and unwilling coldness dissipating around him.
Everything came to a temporary close.
Lu Li opened the breech and stuffed new silver-plated bullets into the barrel.
Anna hadn't yet detached herself from the story and murmured to herself, "When people die they become ghosts, but where do ghosts go when they die..."
"Good question."
Lu Li put away the ...
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