Chapter 4 · free to read
Nine years of keeping that book, and he wanted somebody standing beside him while he opened it.
Nine years I have kept this log. That is not my hand and it is not Tam's, and the man it belongs to has been under the churchyard wall since sixty-eight.
Sealed, and addressed not to a man but to the light. Three keepers have gone through this bundle and none of us opened it.
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