Chapter 6 · free to read
He had asked if he would lose her either way. The mountain answered before she could.
Below, the man who was becoming a mouth felt the counterweight strain — and came to feed his god by hand.
Light stung it. Light did not stop it.
A drought cannot drink a river that carries a living man's vow. It choked on the promise, not the water.
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