Bady Machi
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THE EUNUCH'S GHOST. AI-Generated.
The palace at dawn was quieter than any grave. Mist clung to the tiled roofs, sliding down the eaves like pale fingers. Drums had beaten the morning call, but the courtyards were not yet alive with chatter. Eunuchs shuffled in pairs, heads bowed, carrying basins of water. Court ladies swept the paths with long-handled brooms. Their whispers were muted, nervous, as though the walls themselves had learned to listen.
By Bady Machi 4 months ago in Fiction
THE EUNUCH'S GHOST. AI-Generated.
The wind howled through the pines on the palace outskirts, carrying with it the smell of rain-soaked earth and forgotten incense. Beneath the roots of a crooked tree, hidden from the eyes of those who passed by during the day, lay an unmarked grave. No headstone. No offerings. Only loose stones, hurriedly piled by men who had been ordered to dig quickly and say nothing.
By Bady Machi 4 months ago in Fiction
