Chapter 4 · free to read
She had never pulled her own file. In thirty-eight years, she had never once wanted to know.
The place her body kept insisting it remembered had a name. And it had burned to the ground before she could have been old enough to walk.
She went to see the ruin. Her feet found the path without her eyes.
He watched her return to the place he had burned. To him, it was proof: the goddess always finds her way back to her own ashes.
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