CHAPTER 69 : WHERE THE SKY STAYS OPEN

The morning came slowly.

Not with urgency.

Not with mission.

But with the soft shuffle of bare feet outside the shelter, the quiet knock of wooden tools against stone, and the smell of boiling cassava drifting in with the wind.

Naya blinked awake.

She hadn’t dreamed. Or maybe she had—but it was t...

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