The Wistful Mountain

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Act I The caravan city of Osaka shitamachi hummed with the seasonal law of the closing mine, where the air tasted of iron dust and the weight of unpaid debts, and in the low-ceilinged workshop that smelled of raw resin and sweat, Himari Saito stood before the unfinished screen, his hands trembling not from cold but from the sheer, crushing weight of the varnish that wept black tears upon touch....

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