ALTAR OF DRIFT
ALTAR OF DRIFT | PART TWENTY THREE
Morning light spilled through the wide glass entrance of the hospital, pale and cool, reflecting off polished tiles as footsteps echoed down the corr…
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THE BATTLE FOR A SAINTESS
THE BATTLE FOR A SAINTESS | PART TWELVE
The evening sun hung low over the presidential compound. The last stretch of orange sunlight leaned against the cream-colored walls, casting long ambe…
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ALTAR OF DRIFT
ALTAR OF DRIFT | PART TWENTY TWO
The evening traffic thinned as the city lights came on one after another, reflections stretching long and broken across the wet asphalt. Engines humme…
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THE BATTLE FOR A SAINTESS
THE BATTLE FOR A SAINTESS | PART ELEVEN
Late afternoon light pressed gently through the tall glass windows of Excel’s private sitting room, spilling long golden shapes across the polished m…
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ALTAR OF DRIFT
ALTAR OF DRIFT | PART TWENTY ONE
Night pressed heavily over the city, the kind of night where even streetlights seemed to dim in caution. Far beneath the modern skyline—past concrete…
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THE BATTLE FOR A SAINTESS
THE BATTLE FOR A SAINTESS | PART TEN
The late afternoon sunlight filtered through the tall glass windows of Excel’s private sitting room, casting long golden streaks across the polished …
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