The Faded Quadrant
Act I Do-yun Ku is forty-two, and his hands shake when he holds a cup of tea. I say this not out of shame, but because the magistrate needs to know the facts before he signs my pension papers. My wife, Elara, is dying of a wasting sickness that eats her from the inside out, and I need the coin to buy the medicine that keeps her breathing. The only way to secure that coin is to finish my final...
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