The Distant Nightmare

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Chapter One The salt flats of Chang’an stretch out like a broken mirror, reflecting the grey, industrial haze of the new foundries that have swallowed the old temples. The air tastes of brine and coal dust, a thick, physical weight that settles in the lungs of every worker who walks the boundary between the imperial estate and the private smelting yards. I am June Sturgis, and I am forty years...

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