The Distant Threshold

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Yoshida Riku stood in the mud of the Tōhoku farm belt, watching the elms snap under the weight of the ice. The wind screamed through the broken branches, a sound like a house settling after a long, cold night. He looked at his hands, caked in black dirt and dried blood, and remembered the weight of the company store debt that had swallowed his family whole. The light was failing, turning the...

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