The Pale Mist
I "Debt: 400 ounces. Debtor: Văn Ngoc. Status: Indentured. Years remaining: Four." The ink was still wet, glistening like a bruise on the heavy bond paper. Văn Ngoc stood before the Abbot, the air in the scriptorium heavy with coal and damp wool. He was twelve years old, his hands raw and red from the frost that had come early this year, cracking the skin around his knuckles until the cold bit...
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