There had to have been more than this. Wellard looks down at his hands for a long moment, ignoring the wave toying with the sand at his feet. There had been the Renown, and now the Locker. But between there-
("This is not Hell, Mr Wellard, though it comes perilous close sometimes, others though it is as close to Heaven as I can imagine.")
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Date: 2007-07-11 02:48 am (UTC)("This is not Hell, Mr Wellard, though it comes perilous close sometimes, others though it is as close to Heaven as I can imagine.")
"... the End of the Universe."