The Wistful Incense

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Duncan Nisbet held the woolen cap in his hands, feeling the grit of the mill dust settle into the fibers. It was a small thing, a frayed thing, but it was the only thing he owned that was not stained by the soot of the counting room or the sweat of the barracks. He wanted it clean for his friend, a boy named Callum, who worked the looms on the third floor and had never once asked for anything...

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