The Wistful Incense

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The smoke is wrong again, Alonzo. It curls from the lotus stick in a bruised plum, thick as old blood, and it does not smell of lotus. It smells of wet wool and iron filings. Chapter One I am Rosario Pelayo, Imperial Incense Master, and I have served the Pale Emperor for twelve years. My father, Don Anselmo, sits in the Black Cell for the crime of aromatic treason, a charge that is legally...

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