The Wistful Dinner
Chapter One “Notice to all persons concerned: The Communal Hall of the Fourth Ward is hereby sealed for structural inspection. No entry is permitted. The hum is not a ghost, but a warning.” The ink on the parchment was still wet, smelling of iron and rain, a scent that clung to Thị Thao’s fingers as she pinned the notice to the warped door of the barracks. She stood in the damp corridor, the...
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