Ankuin knew she was in a sim by the mineral taste in her mouth. The other tells were more subtle: the fractal pattern of moss on the cave wall, the cyclical rhythm of the rain on wet fronds, and the lyrical birdsong piercing through the dense forest. Most people wouldn’t notice such details, because most people didn’t have a reason to doubt their senses. But Ankuin’s senses were never fully her own. | Copyright 2021 by Alice Goldfuss. Narrated by Justine Eyre.
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A.L. Goldfuss | The Woman With No Face | FANTASY MAGAZINE - Fantasy Story Podcast (Audiobook | Short Stories) - Listen or read transcript on Metacast
