The Distant Affair
Chapter One In the old city of Kael, a garment worn by a condemned soul absorbed their guilt, turning the wearer into a hollow vessel. Fraser Balfour, thirty-two, a scribe who had spent his life counting grain and tax, felt the red shawl on his shoulders tighten like a noose of wet wool. He stood in the shared kitchen of the temple city, the smell of burning tallow and damp stone thick in the...
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