The Boy Who Drummed the Thunder
Chapter 1 · free to read
In Yunjin, they said the sky never stopped weeping. Jun learned to keep time with the rain.
Then the sky answered him back.
Beat. The drum did not sound like wood. It sounded like his heart.
He had wanted coins. Instead he'd been handed a god's broken thunder — and it wanted its heart back. Jun tightened his grip. If the storm wanted a drummer, it would have to keep his beat.
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