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“Hang on in there a little longer, Charlie.” McCullum said to the air. He knew what he had to do. Knew exactly how he could help Charlie, or at least, knew someone who could. He huffed out a breath, exhaustion and frustration marred his lined brow into something that resembled anger, but it was nothing like that at all. The scar at his throat itched, but McCullum refused to reach up and scratch it. It was time, he knew, to visit that lingering shade of grey. * It has been almost a year, perhaps longer, since Geoffrey McCullum, commander of the Guard of Priwen had seen the leech that let him live. Almost a year since he had to face those thoughts and that reality, and the niggling sensation that he desperately wanted to leave well alone. It was wrong on so many levels. The things that he wanted. The dreams he was having. He wanted to deny it. Deny it all. Continued to deny it all. But, with the threat to the Guard too great, he had to do something. He couldn't risk it. Couldn't risk them, even if that meant facing some difficult, impossible, truths. He was not more important than the Guard. And he needed to do something to stop his men from being turned into monsters.

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