The Distant Garden

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Chapter One Jing Zhao remembered the weight of the slate before the sound of the rain. It was a coroner’s slate, wiped clean, heavy as a brick of wet clay, and it sat in the mud of the bridge toll at flood, marking the spot where the state demanded its due. He had been a garrison commander for fifteen years, long enough to know that loyalty was a currency that depreciated faster than copper...

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