Notes in a Stranger Hand: The Second Hand

This leaf was never a story, $N, it was a margin, a strip of commentary written beside some grander page the Binders kept. Whoever wrote here disagreed with the text so completely that the argument outlived the argument: the ink hardened into these ranked, pointed needles, one for every objection they refused to let go. The Glossator read this leaf and left their usual note, hopeful as always. But somebody else has been writing back. A second hand, sharper than the Glossator's, has been adding its own lines beside the Glossator's own, down at the Blotted Line. Go and read both hands side by side, and tell me if you can say which one sounds more like the truth.

Experience

7410

Currency reward

13s 65c

Repeatable

No

Sigil

Ledger and ink