The Pale Verdict
Act I The river town of Keta was a place where the water rose so high in the winter floods that the karst towers looked like the spines of sleeping giants, and the air was so heavy with wet mud and drying indigo that one could taste the humidity on the back of the throat before one even took a breath. It was a town of merchants and mule-drivers, of women haggling over the price of kola nuts and...
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