The First Flame
The world was a place of screaming winds and warring tribes, a landscape of jagged stone and endless, predatory forests. There were no cities, only hovels of mud and bone. The people lived in the grip of a primal fear, their lives measured by the distance between the fire and the dark. Then came the Stranger. He did not arrive with an army or a crown. He arrived as a man with a small,...
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