The Distant Promise

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Act I I scraped the ice from the scales before the light broke over the terraced basin, the metal biting into my palm. The merchant’s folding scale lay open on the dock, its pans empty, waiting to weigh what we owed the winter. Below, the river groaned, a loud, physical fact of the frozen world, while the carts clattered on the cobblestones behind me, carrying grain to the fortress gates. I am...

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