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The Pale BannerThe order on the table was a sheet of thick, cream-colored vellum, stamped with the silver seal of the High Command, and Elias Thorne did not read it so much as he inspected the wax, which had hardened into a grotesque, jagged shape that mimicked a screaming mouth. He was forty-two years old, a Captain in the Iron Guard, and his hands, which had held a rifle steady in the freezing mists of the...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Views 0 Reviews
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The Wistful SkylineAct I The valley floor hummed with the low, grinding vibration of the mine’s care plan, a mechanical exhalation that shook the dust from the eaves of the prefab shops along the strip mall, where the air hung still and dry, preserving the grime on the windowpanes like a varnish. It was a town that had stopped growing, its fields named for the dead stretching out in rows of dormant walnut groves,...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Views 0 Reviews
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The Distant CrownThe chisel bit deep, shaving a curl of limestone that smelled of wet earth and old iron. Elias Vane did not look up. He was forty years old, and his shoulders ached with a dull, persistent throb that no amount of rest could silence. The stone was warm. It always was, in the late afternoon, when the sun slanted through the high windows of the cathedral nave and caught the dust motes dancing in...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Views 0 Reviews
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The Faded AlibiThe fog pressed against the window glass, a physical weight that silenced the wind turbines outside. Ryszard Dabrowski scrubbed the grime from his gloves, the rubber stiff and cold. He was forty-five, an archivist by trade, a technician by necessity, and he had three months left on his contract before the industrial park closed. He wanted the ledgers cataloged. He wanted them clean. On the page...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Views 0 Reviews
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The Wistful AtlasAct I "To: Dr. Jian Zhang. Re: Tenure Confirmation. Effective immediately." The paper was crisp, the ink black, resting on the oak table that held the weight of my department’s celebration. It was a fine night, the air thick with the humidity of the Shanghai summer, pressing against the windows of the longtang house where we had gathered. I was forty-two, a botanist, and I felt the solid, cold...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Views 0 Reviews
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The Distant BladeChapter One "Notice to all personnel: The quarterly output quota for the foundry division is increased by twelve percent effective immediately. Failure to meet this standard will result in review of pension eligibility." Khadija Rustom read the notice pinned to the damp brick of the corridor, her fingers stained black from the soot that had settled into the creases of her hands over twenty...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Views 0 Reviews
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The Pale TowerChapter One “Sign here, Taro-san, and the loan stays at five percent for another month.” The pen felt heavy in Shimizu Taro’s hand, the plastic grip slick with the damp that had settled into the bones of the office since the power failed. He was thirty years old, a court stenographer for twenty years, and he was signing the paper that would keep him in the stockroom of the textile factory where...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Views 0 Reviews
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The Distant TempleMy hand was shaking when I ground the ink, the pestle slipping against the rough stone, the sound a low, rhythmic scrape that filled the silence of the archive. I was thirty-two years old, and the ink was black as a bruise, thick and smelling of iron and old paper. I wanted the seal of the Order of the Silver Gate. I wanted it because it was the only thing that proved I existed in the Duke’s...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Views 0 Reviews
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The Golden HarborErnesto Lim Chapter One I remember the heat of the banquet hall better than I remember the cold of the sea, a thick, wet humidity that clung to the skin like a second, heavier shirt, and in that stifling air, the golden light of the harbor did not merely shine but burned, searing the lies from the tongues of the men who sat at the long table, their skin blistering and peeling in patches where...0 Comments 0 Shares 0 Views 0 Reviews
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