Airships over Revachol watch as thousands of pearl white scraps of paper take flight. Each slip sings the birdsong of revolution. In his dreams Harry is haunted by a young woman but as begins to delve into the circumstances of her death, he is removed from the case. Now as he continues the investigation on his own, he finds himself torn between his allegiance to the RCM, his partnership with Jean, his friendships in the communist underbelly and his relationship with Kim.
Art once again by the amazing and wonderful Mera-Kiin. This fic can be read as a standalone but is a sequel to No Wedding Bells Ring In Revachol and is the second part to the Magpieverse (a Kim pov prequel is currently in the works)
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