The Pale Garden
Chapter One Did the rain know where the holes were, or did it simply find them? Zainab Danso watched the water bead on the ceiling of the requisitioned office, each drop a small, wet accusation against the plaster. She was thirty-two, a guard captain with a lapsed professional license and a brother, Kofi, twelve years old, rotting in the cell below. The High Steward, Mamo, sat behind a desk...
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