The Distant Nightmare
What price does a debt cost when the ledger is written in blood? Act I‌​⁠⁠‌‌‌​​‌​⁠‍​⁠​‌‍​‌​‍‌​⁠⁠​​​​​​​​​​​​​​‌‍‍‌‍​‍‍‍‌‌‍‍‍‍​⁠​​‍‌‌‌​‌​‍​‍‌⁠⁠⁠‍ The smell of wet wool and rust hit me before I saw the prison gate, a stench that clung to the throat like a bad penny. I had counted my coins three times in the loft under the tin roof, the summer heat pressing down on the clay pots of dried chilies...
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