The Distant Threshold
Chapter One Who among the stokers of the Kamakura dared to ask the sea for a price, and who among the passengers of the Kamakura knew that the hull was weeping? Hodan Mrisho, thirty-four years old and covered in soot that had settled into the creases of his knuckles like a second skin, did not ask the sea; he only listened to the groaning of the iron ribs beneath his feet, a sound that was less...
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