The Golden Visit
Chapter One Yamato Ogawa ground the bone against the stone, the grit biting into his palm, the motion rhythmic and relentless. He was twelve, a junior scribe in the Imperial Archive, and his hands were slick with sweat and ink. The air in the scriptorium smelled of dust and old paper, a dry, choking scent that coated the back of his throat. He needed the Gold Seal. He needed it to prove to his...
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