The Distant Journey
The ink on the last page of the Ledger of Tides had dried before Frank Vance realized his hand was trembling, a shiver that started in the knuckles of his left hand and traveled up the bone, a pain he had learned to ignore during the long, damp years of the Second Sino-Japanese War when the occupation village was requisitioned and the blacklisting after the strike turned his name into a thing...
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