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small mercy

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  1. The ruling class loved their pleasure gardens. Somesh eventually awoke when dawn was peeking out from the horizon. They’d gained quite a bit of elevation and he could see the ocean far in the distance through the carriage window, dark and deceptively tranquil. His travelling companions were asleep, and there were no sounds aside from their gentle snores, the crunch of wheels on the stone road, and the chirps of birds overhead. The carriage was transiting through a vast garden, neatly m
  2. The women and girls around seventeen-year-old Somesh buzzed with obvious excitement. They rouged their cheeks, put on their dangliest earrings, and stacked on bangles nearly up to their elbows. Their faux jewels tinkled at their slightest movements, and the metallic-rosy scent of years-old perfumes hung in the air and in his lungs. He coughed. “Somesh,” Lila Bai said, grabbing him by the shoulder. “You call this clean? Do it again. I want to be able to see my reflection on these tables
  3. Somesh was resigned, if not content, to live and die in the same place as his mother, working for meagre wages and whatever scraps of food he could squirrel away for himself. But after a fateful game of dice, he found himself whisked away to parts unknown.
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