The Pale Garden
Act I "Debt: 40 silver marks. Due: The Duke’s inspection." The ink on the ledger page was still wet, a dark smear against the coarse paper. Adaeze Achebe traced the line with a thumb that felt too large for his hand. He stood in the workshop, the air heavy with hot sand and sulfur. The furnace roared, a low, constant growl that vibrated in his teeth. He picked up the pipe, the iron cold against...
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