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Hand of Sorrow

The child without a name grew up to be the hand
To watch you, to shield you or kill on demand
The choice he'd made he could not comprehend
His blood a grim secret they had to command

He's torn between his honor and the true love of his life
He prayed for both but was denied

The country has been in a chokehold by the Magister for years. Together with the mysterious Hand of Sorrow he rules the city with an iron hand. Content for now to rule in the stead of a failing, old and sick King who no one has seen for a very long time.

The citizens fear for their lives every night, wondering if the Hand will come to punish them for a rebellious word. Even the criminals common to every thriving city tread lightly in the dark. Only one very brave or maybe very stupid girl does not.
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