The Wistful Incense

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Chapter One My hands were already stained black by the time I reached the top step of the temple garden, the soot of the purification rite clinging to my skin like a second, heavier layer of dust that the wind refused to lift. I was Haruto Nakamura, the medium who had kept the village’s debts at bay for thirty-two years, and I was carrying the bronze incense burner, a vessel so worn by...

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