Chapter 9 · free to read
Worn hollow. A shrine nobody visits does not wear its steps into bowls.
The first of them. Sealed here before the village had a name.
Forty-one graves behind the shrine and a forty-second hole already dug. A priest who was only ever the last survivor. And a woman wearing her face who had just picked up the only thing he left behind.
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