The Wistful Incense

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2026-08-25 06:15:37 -

I Nora Nolan had nine fingers and a debt to her own brother, and she was currently sitting in a room that smelled of wet wool and old paper, trying to explain why the fog was thicker than the walls. The drizzle had been falling for ten days, the kind of rain the harvest needed but the spirit couldn't stand, and it had soaked into the floorboards of the distillery, turning the air into a heavy,...

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