The Wistful Incense

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The notice was pinned to the corkboard in the foreman’s office, its edges curling from the damp air that smelled of wet wool and stale tobacco. Elias Thorne stood before it, his fingers stained with the dark soil of the garden behind the mill, reading the ink twice as if the numbers might rearrange themselves into something more merciful. The wage was cut by twenty percent, effective...

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