The Distant Threshold

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Act I The river does not forgive the weight of the dead.‌⁠⁠‌‌‌‌⁠‍⁠⁠⁠⁠‌‍⁠‌‍‌‍‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍‍‍‍‍⁠‍‍‍⁠‍‌⁠‍⁠‌⁠‍ Ying Zhu stood in the ferry queue, the rain hammering the oilcloth of his hat, while the silver brooch pinned to his chest grew cold. It was a small thing, a sliver of polished metal that his sister had worn before the fever took her, but now it sat against his ribs...

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