The Wistful Saga
Chapter One “Put the seal on it before the ink dries, Emiko.” The voice of Sato, the auditor, was dry as the paper under his pen. Emiko Ito stood in the center of the machiya’s main room, the air heavy with grilled mackerel and the damp, mineral tang of the spring flood that had risen three feet overnight outside the sliding doors. It was the anniversary of her father’s retirement, a feast she...
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