The Faded Portrait

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Chapter One In the Silver Veil, a debt is never truly paid; it is merely transferred to a stronger vessel. I stood before the High Arbiter, my hands raw from the reclamation yard where I had spent the morning prying rusted gears from the hulls of dead machines. The air in the court was dry, smelling of old paper and the faint, metallic tang of the snow that had closed the roads three days...

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