The Pale Protocol
14th of October. The workshop smells of hot sand and sulfur, a scent that has seeped into my pores over the last twelve years. I am forty-two, and my hands are still steady, though my back complains when the heat presses down. The Duke’s new commission is the "Pale Protocol," a set of seven ceremonial goblets meant to mark his coronation anniversary. It is a delicate task, requiring glass so...
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