The Distant Whispers
Chapter One "You should not have opened it," the chimney sweep said, his voice low and scraped of all its roughness by the damp air. "Lin sent it three days after she died. I found it in the tithe barn, wrapped in oilcloth, next to the grain sacks we owed the temple." Feng Zhang held the vial to the light. It was small, no larger than her thumb, and the liquid inside glowed with a faint, sickly...
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