11: Epilogue
Seshka—she could not even remember her surname, if she’d ever had one—sat on a rooftop, face muffled thickly enough that the clouds of her frozen breath would melt before puffing into the air. Nothing would give her away to passers-by. She was a ghost, after all. A thing. A creature without a soul. Clicking sounded […]
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