The Lost Girl by Sangu Mandanna

The lost girl“He told me how ordinary people, who can’t bear the idea of losing somebody they love, ask the Weavers to make a living, breathing copy, an ‘echo’. And one day, if the person dies, the echo will replace them…”

My name is Eva, I am an echo.

My time has come

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