Chapter 57 Forbidden Bonds: Malachai (Part 1)

The city today tastes like old smoke and new fear. Even when moving along it like a ghost. My hood up. Shoulders angled and my gait altered. Each one a habit and one I’ve had to learn how to turn inward, to erase myself because the directorate said so. An irony that’s now a familiar ache.

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