The Distant Clue

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The Distant Clue

The kilns in the lower quarter burn with a patience that outlasts men. I have spent twelve years serving the Subahdar, keeping the ledger of grain and the peace of the district, believing that duty was a straight line from my hands to the state. I was wrong. The line was curved, bending back into my own pocket, rotting the foundation while I looked the other way. My sister Lila is sick, a fever...

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