The Wistful Crossroads

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Emiko Nakagawa’s fingers, stiff as wintered wire, tore the final page from the ledger, the sound sharp against the damp chill of the manor. She was fifty, a scholar of the village’s founding, but her body was a failing machine, the arthritis in her joints grinding against the clock in the wrong tower that ticked seconds she could no longer afford to lose. The Wistful Crossroads, a spectral tree...

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