The Distant Nightmare

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So-hee Bae had not slept since the fire took the barn, and now he stood in the archive, his hands trembling not from fear but from the weight of the jade seal. The air here smelled of wet ash and old paper, a scent that clung to the back of his throat like a bad taste. He was forty years old, a scholar of minor renown, and he needed this proof of lineage to secure his family’s granary rights...

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