The Distant Temple

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Chapter One The ink in the Ministry smelled of iron and old rain. Xiu Li, a scribe of thirty-two years, stood before the decree for Chen’s execution, his hand hovering over the seal. The stamp was wrong; the edge of the imperial chrysanthemum was chipped, a flaw no official seal possessed. He knew it because he had cast the mold for the backup seals three years prior, a task that had cost him...

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