The Wistful Mountain

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Chapter One The airlock hissed, a mechanical exhalation that tasted of recycled ozone and the metallic tang of old blood, sealing Kojo Mohammed inside the archive’s throat. He stood before the Book of Breath, its leather cover slick with a dampness that had nothing to do with the humidity controls, and felt the weight of his sister’s cough pressing against his own ribs like a stone in a pocket....

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