The Wistful Witness

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Orapin Wongchan, forty-two, was the man who counted the rot. I knew the smell before I saw the black spots on the paper; it was the sharp, metallic tang of old iron mixed with the damp of the Chao Phraya rising against the palace walls. The junior scribe, a thin boy named Krit, watched me from the shadows of the archive. He did not speak. He only held his powder horn, the one carved with...

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