The Faded Dust
Chapter One The city of Keth-Vorin sat in the bowl of an ancient impact, its streets carved from the black basalt of the crater floor, where the permafrost wept into the river Keth during the thaw. It was a place of two tongues, where the ferryman’s guild taxed every crossing and the magistrates of the Upper Rim kept their ledgers in a language the lower city barely understood. I was twelve...
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