CHAPTER 30 : A LANGUAGE WITHOUT THREAD

Zaria was six when she began speaking in colors.

Not names.

Not sounds.

Just chalk, dye, ash, and pulse.

At first, Camille thought it was play.

Children invent.

They blur magic with mourning.

They imagine clocks in raindrops and kingdoms in cracked wood.

But Zaria’s colors didn’t match emoti...

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