The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

Chapter One The olive groves of the Andalusian belt were waking up, the air heavy with drying manure and wet stone, a heavy, physical weight that settled on the shoulders of every rider on the mountain route. I was one of them, a postal rider for the last shogunate years, a title that meant nothing here but carried the weight of a contract built on a single, wealthy client in the hush harbor....

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