The Pale Mist

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The Pale Mist

Yui Nakagawa remembered the weight of the iron stakes before he remembered his own name, a heaviness that lived in the marrow of his left hand, the same hand that had held the surveyor’s compass for twelve years until the colonial office stripped him of his title and his pension, leaving him only the memory of the line that was supposed to hold the world together. He woke in the single room of...

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