The Faded Quadrant

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Chapter One Did the loom know what I was hiding, or was I simply too tired to see the thread? I asked this of the machine, of the rain hammering the tin roof of the motor works, and of the silence that had fallen over the river, a sound like a throat being cut. Stepan Bogdanov, I am, though I have not spoken the name in three days. I am the inspector, the man who counts the frays, the one who...

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