The Wistful Mountain

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The carts clattered over the cobblestones before light, their wheels grinding against the stone in a rhythm that marked the hours when the rest of the world slept. The city inspector, a man named Shiro, stood at the gate of the ancestral shrine, his ledger open to the page where the debt was recorded, the ink still wet from the morning’s audit. He was not there to help, but to witness the...

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