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Ghost in the palace - Chapter 81: the last line
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... ht licked the high, carved beams; incense curled thin and steady, weaving a small, stubborn warmth through the temple’s chill. The long scrolls of scripture she had copied through the hours lay rolled and tied in neat bundles at Lian An’s side like small, patient witnesses. Each bundle was a day’s confession rendered in black ink and breath.
Her knees burned with a pain that was no longer merely physical. From the second night onward, every time she shifted, the skin chafed raw against t ...
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