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Underneath, in a different ink—one she'd used when sealing lanterns—she added, "And take care of the old men's watches."

Months later, at the river where the water folded in on itself and seemed to breathe, Alice Liza set down a lantern she had sealed with beeswax and a careful tongue. It glowed steady despite the evening fog. A fisherman, passing by, paused. He cupped the light with rough hands and tipped his hat as if greeting a companion. galitsin alice liza old man extra quality

The old man smiled like someone who had been waiting on a long line. "Then go. The river still needs lanterns." Underneath, in a different ink—one she'd used when