The Faded Portrait

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Chapter One Dong Tang’s hands were already deep in the wet clay of the shrine’s foundation, the cold of the ice storm biting through his work gloves as he packed the mud around the roots of the felled elm. He was forty-two, a man whose body moved with the rigid precision of a man who had spent twenty years enforcing order, and he was fighting a war that no one else in the water town of Kael...

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