Chapter 7 · free to read
Chapter Seven: The Thread. A hundred kos of desert had drunk a river and choked on it. What it gave back would fit in one hand.
The town came up out of the water the way a drowned thing does. Alive, and ruined, and cold.
Forty years his family's banner had not flown on that ridge. It still did not.
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