The Distant Journey

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The ledger weighed four pounds, bound in cracked leather that smelled of old iron and dried sweat. I counted the entries twice, my finger tracing the indented lines of ink where the scribe had pressed too hard, a habit of his that I had never corrected. Thirty-four years of service, itemized. Twenty-two years as a guard, twelve as Master of Arms. The arithmetic was simple, but the weight of it...

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