Years the house stood vacant on the lot. Damp and dust conjoined; mold grew. Vines broke in, and became trees. Ants turned beams to sand. Winds beat against walls. The house fell, and it sank in to the mud.
Nesrin and Ceylan had just joined the restoration staff of an open-air museum preserving the remains of an ancient city. They surveyed the ruins around them, finding very little left of the city; some scraps of wall, a few statues, minuscule traces of road. Nesrin stopped to pet the nose of a stone lion, analyzing... Continue Reading →