Chapter 5 · free to read
Servants stop at the third landing. I went past it in the dark without noticing, which is how I knew the night had stopped being mine.
A sword the heavens threw out. A sweeper with nothing in him worth stealing. Two things nobody had bothered to write down.
Mei Lin shouted something up the stair about not sweeping my woodshed for me. I did not have the breath to answer her.
I came up here to empty a god. Nobody had asked what it costs to become the place his ten thousand children move into.
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