Told in intimate second person, this short story follows the ghost of Charlotte, a woman sacrificed on the word of a powerful man to buy safety for her community. Her bones grew into the foundation of his house and continue to feed his power long after her death, while she remains rooted to the garden by the river where she was buried.
As the years pass, the people Charlotte loved age and die, but the house, and the man who benefits from her sacrifice, remain untouched. Her quiet lullaby of grief slowly gives way to a colder, harder resolve: to make him pay for what he took from her and everyone else.
Aliette de Bodard has described the story as a dark, creepy answer to Ursula K. Le Guin's "The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas," turning the question of who bears the cost of a comfortable society into a ghost story about a woman denied even the peace of resting in her own grave.