The Faded Root
Chapter One What does it cost to be seen? Yuna Watanabe asked the question aloud, the sound cracking in the damp air of the workshop, where the tarp of the market outside whipped against the wood like a desperate hand. She was twenty-four, her novice’s robe torn at the hem, the fabric stiff with salt and the cold that had settled into her bones after nine days of rain. The ink on the page...
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