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Echo Weaver

## The Echo Weaver The rain tasted like static. Maya swallowed, the metallic tang clinging to her tongue even as she wiped a greasy hand across her forehead. The corrugated iron of the observation post groaned under the relentless downpour,…

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The River’s Cipher

## The River’s Cipher The wind tasted of dust and rain, a gritty film coating Li Wei’s tongue as he swept the courtyard. Red banners snapped above the gates of Pingle, a defiant splash against the grey Sichuan hills. Zhu…

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