The Wistful Incense

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Chapter One The sugar cane burned in the fields of the missionary district, a wall of orange fire that consumed the horizon and turned the sky into a bruised purple, while the packet ship lay rotting in the harbor, its hull green with algae and its name scraped away by the salt. In the third year of the Great Silence, Sylvio Etienne stood at the gates of the Ashen Citadel, the heat of the...

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