The Pale Echo
Chapter One Who can trust a man who has already sold his own shadow? Kwame Sani woke with the taste of iron and ozone on his tongue, the dream of shattered glass still vibrating in his molars, and the first thing he saw was the empty berth where Elara should have been sleeping, the sheets twisted into a knot that looked like a noose. He sat up, his heart hammering against his ribs like a...
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