The Wistful Incense
Harvest Feast, Year of the Repaired Republic. Quota: 40 units. Status: Pending. Inspection: Failed. The bell from the rival yard rang, a flat, metallic slap that cut through the humidity of the greenhouse. Louis Duval stood before the quarantine bench, his hands steady, holding the vial of amber liquid that smelled of sulfur and burnt sugar. He was twelve years old, and he had spent the last...
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