The Distant Journey

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Chapter One In the soot-stained offices of the Imperial Textile Bureau, accuracy was a form of prayer, though the Director saw it only as a flaw in the machinery. Akari Ogawa, thirty-two years old and bent over a ledger that smelled of damp wool and old ink, adjusted the frayed silk scarf around his neck, a relic of his father’s youth that felt less like fabric and more like a second skin. The...

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