The Pale Dance
Act I "Entry 71, Tide Clock: Ink viscosity low. Dampness high. Corrected." The smell of wet wool and stale milk hung heavy in the dairy at four in the morning, a physical weight that pressed against Da-eun Choi’s chest as he scrubbed the stone floor. He was twenty-four, a junior scribe reduced to manual labor, his hands raw and red from the lye soap. The company store’s ledger had closed on his...
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