The Faded Quadrant

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Act I Ogawa Hanako knew, with the dull certainty of a welder checking a pressure gauge, that the coat would not let her go, and that knowledge had a weight, heavy as wet silt, settling into the joints of her shoulders before she even reached the door of the archive. The fog in Kurogane did not roll in; it accumulated, a slow, bureaucratic accumulation of grey moisture that turned the moonlit...

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