Chapter 41: The Serpent's Shed

The ledger was a weight that settled into Siu-Bak's bones as they walked. Not the physical weight of the leather and paper—that was manageable, tucked under his arm like a misshapen loaf of bread—but the weight of a name that had been buried for sixty years. The Root. The Serpent's Way. The boy who was not a son but a vessel. He turned the words over in his mind, trying to see how they connected t...