Chapter 53 · for subscribers
Nine holes on a ruled arc, largest at the heel. It was the way you lift a kerbstone out of a market lane without cracking the stone next to it, and it was correct, and nobody had taught them: nineteen villages had worked out in one night what six immortal sects had never once needed to learn, which was how to get something out of a wall without breaking it.
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