The Wistful Dinner

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What does a ghost owe a liar? Chapter One Nasrin Kian sat in the caravanserai, the air heavy with wet wool and old dust. The fog outside made the port useless, a physical wall that erased the horizon. She held the forged pension document, her hands trembling not from cold, but from the draft that moved objects only when she lied. "I am the sole heir," she whispered to the empty room. The saddle...

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