The Wistful Letter

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Chapter One Did the stone actually speak, or did Vijay Banerjee simply hear his own hunger echoing back from the cold? The question hung in the scriptorium, heavier than the dust motes dancing in the single shaft of afternoon light that pierced the high, narrow window. Vijay sat on the floor, his back against the rough-hewn wall, counting the cracks in the mortar with a trembling finger. He was...

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