Chapter 10 · free to read
A summoning circle unswept for a year, the chalk worn in three places rather than two.
Nine days of marks on a tally board, and a ledger clerk's initials against every week of them.
A new roll was being written in the labourers' yard, with a name at the head of it.
The chalk was gone and the stone under it was bare.
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