The Faded Quadrant

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The sack weighed forty pounds, Elias knew, because he had carried three hundred of them before the sun crested the ridge. He counted the stitches in the burlap as he tightened the rope, a rhythmic clicking against the silence of the gatehouse. Mara stood three paces back, her hand resting on the swell of her belly, her face a mask of calm that Elias knew was a lie. She was pregnant with their...

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