The Distant Legend
Chapter One Chioma Yakassai had not slept in three days, and the damp had settled into the plaster of her thatching shed with a weight that felt less like water and more like a debt, a specific, grinding pressure against the ribs that no amount of scrubbing could lift. She stood at the edge of the cliff path, where the cable wire hummed a low, continuous note in the wind, watching the colonial...
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