The Wistful Crossroads
Chapter One "Notice: All personnel reporting skeletal anomalies to be processed at Gate Four. No exceptions." The paper was damp, the ink bleeding into the grain of the wood where Leila Ghannam held it, her left hand trembling against the weight of the notice. She was thirty-two, a constable in the service of the valley, and her hand was no longer flesh. It was cracking, shedding flakes of grey...
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