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“Keep it safe,” he told her, which was also to say: keep yourself safe; remember to be kind to the things you are given to hold.

At the top room the air smelled of rain and iron and something else—a warmth like a hearth in a house no longer standing. A single chair faced the window; a man sat there with his back to Kishi. He wore a coat of plain cloth, and at his feet lay a small bundle wrapped in the same faded paper that first bore Kishi’s name. kishifangamerar new

“I am,” Kishi said. “What brings you to my door with moon clasp and rain?” “Keep it safe,” he told her, which was