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"You are Mr. Syme, I think." He said. Syme bowed. "And you are the Marquis de Saint Eustache," he said, gracefully. "Permit me to pull your nose."

The Writer's Report

By Wednesday
A substack for random things an aspiring author feels like posting about Warfare, Tolkien, the Ancients and the Mass.