The Distant Affair
Chapter One In the salt-pan settlement of Tunis, the wind did not blow so much as it scraped, a constant, dry friction against the white walls that left a taste of iron in the back of the throat. Khalid Darwish, the horse doctor of the caravan, stood in the hallway of coats and bicycles, his fingers stained not with mud but with the black, viscous ink of the Imperial Archive’s forbidden texts,...
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