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I was getting undressed anyway.

Sir Andrew d’Ackerley studies a crumpled, unsigned note sent from a business associate. A problem with one of the shipments from Bes Pelargic — the ship’s hold was empty barring a lone sunflower. He frowns in annoyance — this will … Continue reading

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Have I changed all that much?

Five years ago: Sir Andrew d’Ackerley closes the door behind him and proceeds to hang his coat on the coat hanger, pulling off his gloves as well. He looks pale and tired. Narrowed almond-shaped eyes watch you from the darkness. … Continue reading

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