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Garran spotted the fountain long before he reached its base. Water spurted into the air, sprung from a stone wineskin held by a life-sized statue of the founder of Vihal...one of the murderers of Beliath. Garran repeated that fact in his head as he pushed through the last throng of people, a part of him both amazed and horrified that no one had stopped him yet; a much deeper part shamed that he had not stopped on his own.

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Read “Transitions of Truth and Tears” by David G. Blake, in Issue #59

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David G. Blake lives in Pennsylvania with his girlfriend and their chocolate lab. When he isn't writing, reading, taking his girlfriend and/or lab for a walk, he can generally be found at a poker table. His work is forthcoming in Daily Science Fiction and recently appeared in Bards and Sages Quarterly.

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