City Of Broken Dreamers -v1.15.0 Ch. 15- Access

He had not meant to be awake at dawn. He had not meant to be anything but small—one more crooked thing among the city’s broken things—but the letter had come the night before, pressed between yellowing maps and folded with a hand he knew by memory. The words had been short: Kestrel, come to the Lanternmakers' Hall. Midnight. Bring nothing that cannot be repaired.