chapter 128
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The key-stone behaved differently at Mei Lan Crossing than it had at Reed Hollow.

At Reed Hollow it had been cool on arrival and warm by the eighth day. Here it was already warm when I took it from the case. Not the bone-deep warmth of the twenty-fifth day at Reed Hollow — something quieter, preliminary, the warmth of a thing that has been in contact with something that is itself warm.

My mother held it for a long time. "The Hollow's stopped state has temperature," she said
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