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I couldn't say how long he'd been out there, and, as is common with travelers out in these parts, he had a weariness about him. The familiar sort of weariness that you find in men that have lived more than others. When he finally did speak, I could not make sense of any of it. A faint whisper, a brief flash, a soft shuffle. That was all he said, and shortly after, he was gone. I couldn't say how long he'd been out there, and, as is common with travelers out in these parts, he had a weariness about him. The familiar sort of weariness that you find in men that have lived more than others. When he finally did speak, I could not make sense of any of it. A faint whisper, a brief flash, a soft shuffle. That was all he said, and shortly after, he was gone.