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The Last Hero





"It's not what he's painted, my lord. What he's painted is ... is amazing. And he's finished it?" Upon the mountain, as the blizzards closed in, there was a red glow in the snow. It was there all winter, and when the spring gales blew, the rubies glittered in the sunshine. No one remembers the singer. The song remains.

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