The Last Torch
The world was a tomb of ice. The sun had become a pale, distant coin, providing no warmth to the frozen wastes of the North. The last remnants of humanity lived in a single, sprawling city called Ignis, built around the Great Core—a dying, artificial star that provided the only heat in a billion miles of frost. Julian was the Star-Keeper. It was a hereditary burden, a life of solitude spent in...
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