The Golden Crossing
The air in the Hokkaido snow country has a weight to it, a physical pressure that settles in the lungs before the cold even registers on the skin. I am Yui Suzuki, thirty-two, a junior archivist in the Imperial Palace, and I have come to the storage vault to restore the Golden Kettle. My late sister, Hana, always claimed the relic was cursed, a superstition born of our poverty, but the Palace’s...
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