Chapter 2 · free to read
Nine offerings given. One face left on his wall. The tenth night was already burning down to its last hours.
Ten lamps and no body. Every other night the arithmetic had been the other way round.
He did not reach for her. He reached for the river — as if handing her back to it.
She had never been here. So why did her body know exactly how many steps led down to the water?
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