The Pale Door
Chapter One "Item 14: Grain, winter supply. Shortage noted. Culprit: Pale Thief. Reward: Twelve ryo." The ink on the ledger was still wet, a black smear against the rough paper, and the smell of the distillery’s fermenting mash hung in the air, thick and sour, like the breath of a dying man. I stood in the exam hall, the room where the Council tallied the village’s debts and assets, the clock...
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