The Distant Summer

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2026-08-25 14:32:40 -

Chapter One "Does the house breathe?" Ibrahim Danso asked, his hand resting on the cold, splintered edge of the ancestral hall’s doorframe. The air in the Osei estate was heavy, not with heat, but with the dense, oily scent of jasmine and old blood that seemed to seep from the very walls. Danso, thirty-two and rigid in his colonial uniform, stood before Adjoa, the matriarch, who sat on a low...

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